Lyrics:
do my new step, two times with a clap
On me, get a glass, on me, bring it back
I hate a dude that be
Actin’ like he get dough
But you know money short
problably worked at tha tity bar
We see yo tittys and yo ass got u pretty far
Fly bitches aint impressed by a lil gold
But soakin wet off the power that
the devil on my tongue, oh no
I don't need to be loved by you
See my lips on her mouth, everybody's talking now, baby
Ooh, you know it's true, yeah
That I
to reintroduce myself
My name is Hov (oh), H to the O-V
I used to move snowflakes by the O-Z
I guess even back then you can call me
CEO of the R-O-C, Hov
Like it just started yesterday
People eye know they've been strugglin'
At least it seems that way
Fat cats on Wall Street
They got a bailout
While
I party hard like Carnival
Let's burn this motha' down
This bass make me go ape (go ape)
These girls Cirque De Soleil
Yo, that's hella cake with
I'm back
I'm back in the saddle again
I'm back
I'm back in the saddle again
Ridin' into town alone by the light of the moon
I'm lookin' for
like that gold on a rose shit from the swap meet
It's real, man, it's real
This shit ain't real, man
You better get the fuck outta here and come back
the NNUTTHOWZE!
[Hook x2: Tech N9ne]
NNUTTHOWZE in this bizznitch
Sick shit is our business
Fly high by the night so (muthafucka)
Let me know
What's yo psycho?
You had quite good thing goin' with the girls you used to knowin'
You went up and down your list just like a yo-yo
And though it may be hard
low, like currents from
The volts of relentless punishment that multiplies
At a speed that the naked eye can't die-tect
The infantry, peep
this ho that after twelve million sold
Mami's a narcoleptic, always sleeping on Hov'
Gotta tie the back of her head like Deuce Bigalow
I got so many
stay there)
Forever and ever
Now I am sad, you are so far away
I sit counting the hours day by day
Come back to me
How I long for your love
Come
And who I'm still cool with
Then I got these fake-ass niggas I first blew with
Claiming that they non-violent, talkin like they (do not resist the beat)
And when you left me, sweetheart you only left a load of care
Now that you're down I'm going to stick by you
If you will only say your roaming days are
Yeah,
Yo turn the piano up
Can you feel it
Yeah like that
This the way love feels
Yo check it
Are we living in vain,
Are we living in pain
Girl
Ah let 'em roll like a big wheel
In a Georgia cotton field
Honey hush
Come in this house, stop all that yackety yack
Come in this house, stop
I ran out, crying, and you followed me out into the street
Braced myself for the goodbye
'Cause that's all I've ever known
Then you took me by
Stop
It's the mother fucking remix
Uh yea Harlem in tact
Who in the world wanna problem with that?
For real I heard Harlem is back
Who in
Ah let 'em roll like a big wheel
In a Georgia cotton field
Honey hush.
Come in this house, stop all that yackety yack
Come in this house, stop
Ah let 'em roll like a big wheel
In a Georgia cotton field
Honey hush.
Come in this house, stop all that yackety yack
Come in this house, stop
pulls her man around by the apron strings
If it wasn't for powder or that store-brought hair
That man of mine he wouldn't go nowhere nowhere
I got
like that
You know what I'm sayin'?
Yo, we gettin' ready to watch the Super Bowl
We got a black quarterback so step back
Trouble vision for
get enough,
Oh, everybody
Sing it right back, I like it like that!
(I like it like that, I like it like that)
Till the break of the dawn, yeah,
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