Lyrics:
Get rich quick
We gon take off
Hard work cash in for the lotto
Big J's on my feet
Walk into the fucking club
All I do is step on green
Gon get a lotta
are you
Ekwensu kee onye ibu
Obulonu my fault Oluwa don bless me
If you dey wish me bad, you be J J C
Ibu J J C
Na we wey dey makashi di club with no
in my funeral
Bury me in my jewels so niggas know my life was beautiful (ha)
Illest to write it, all challengers are invited (uh-huh)
They all was
when I get more older
Big brother saw me at the bottom of the totem
Now I'm on the top and everybody on the scrotum
My big brother was B.I.G.'s
No me puedo controlar
Aquí con el señor LL Cool J
Y aquí estoy
Ya tú sabe' (oh, oh)
1, 2, 3 muévete
The club was far from empty
It was
No me puedo controlar
Aquí con el señor LL Cool J
Y aquí estoy
Ya tú sabe' (oh, oh)
1, 2, 3 muévete
The club was far from empty
It was
Tempurpedic, massagin' the seats (whoa)
All of the hatin', it made me a beast (made me a beast)
We put the latest dome top on the V (yeah)
New two-tone
to college
Cause the way we live in society
It ain't really the way that it's supposed to be
And don't get close to me if you're contaminated
Take
Rocks the same colors as daisy's
Why'all niggaz is lazy, I'm on my j-o-be
And that's why ya hate on me
But here's the update, Loon ain't got nothing
are now
Since "Can I Borrow a Dollar?" Ooh I'm a star now
I'm coming from Chi-town, we was the first to do it
Me, No I.D., Twilite Tone on the music
Broke my heart on the road
Spent the weekends sewing the pieces back on
Friends and thoughts pass me by
Walking gets too boring when you
Learn how
the world they just don't understand
My man Nas Escobar, Wu-Tang Clan
Keith Murray to the Redman, down south Da Brat
My people are you with me where
and battle flags
Are coiled and furled
That's the way you travel
To the far side of the world!
A Sunset framed by lightening bolts
Burns a lasting
the clock (watching the clock)
Turn the tables baby, let's go over the top (take it to the top now)
No one else will do
I'm waiting for you
So show me
a mocktail by the ocean
Top-down with our ice shinin' like a snowman
Cook you a crab boil that reminds you of New Orleans
Don't give any time of day
soon as I said it, seems I got sweated
By some nigga with a TEC-9, tryin' to take mine
You wanna make noise? Make noise
I make a phone call, my niggas
in just a tank top
Gettin' paid, blow my face off
Bitch you're bank fraud, Bernie Madoff
Educate y'all
Then erase y'all
LL Cool J without
give a fuck if you don't like me!
Yea, I walk with a lean like I'm on some other shit
I'm on top.. you can tell by my click
I'm from the south lil
feat. Joe
(Joe)
Aiyyo, we veterans now,
AZ, AZ
And J-O-E
(AZ)
I'm back, no Belve, just bottles of Don
With the same role plays that's about
goin' on?"
I tried to break it up, I said, "Stop it, just leave her"
She said, "If I can't smoke none, she can't either"
She grabbed me closely by my
By any means, gangsta
501's, shell toes, tank top, no skinny jeans
Breaking away taking a chance while making a play
Take it away feel the vibe,
when I get more older
Big brother saw me at the bottom of the totem
Now I'm on the top and everybody on the scrotum
My big brother was B.I.G.'s
So let it rain, and let the guitar rock
And if ya here me yawn
Just drop that top
Come on
Hey hey hey
Well well well well
Hey hey hey
Well
knew you'd be mine!
Music by Eddie Snyder
With lyrics by Stanley J. Kahan, 1957
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