Lyrics:
(Right Now, Right Now)
(Right Now, Right Now)
(Right Now, Right Now)
(Right Now, Right Now)
(Cause you killing em)
Rich bitch badder than a misfit
Motherfuckers I said put your hands up
Turn the fuck up right motherfuckin' now
Oh, it's time to party
Oh, it's time to party
Smokin', drinkin', no passin' out
only niggas that helped
My money was thinner than Sean Paul's goatee hair
Now Jean Paul Gaultier cologne fill the air, here
They say he bougie, he
the mackin' game
All my mackin' women throw the
Left to the right now (Super fly)
Me and my girls
Throwing long hair and afros to the wind
We got a love jones
I bang my own drums and
Sing my own song, all of my wrongs are right
Never got into a fight, hit me
Bass, drum, snare, let it go
Disappear like
off
We gone swang big clanks
We gone let it pop off
Let em hit the chicken head
While the boy mix the sauce
As I sit right here (Yeah), it seems
you now
I been praying for this day
Now its finally come around
Feelin’ like a heavyweight
Hardest out here Pound 4 Pound
Two 12s Cranked Up
When I’m
Yeah
Uh
Hey yo this is family shit right here man
This shit is family
This is my crew
You know what I'm saying
It's bout that butterfly effect
Cmon
now I'm going global
You know I got the game right up in a choke hold
DM's poppin' up on every social
People claim they love you, but ain't really
(You don’t know me now but You soon, I’m sure you soon will)
They was looking for attention
And you gave it right up
They was Looking for attention
improvising
(Zebulon, Q.F. Da Funkee P, Mac Maestro)
ooh, huh, wow
(Zebulon)
Yeah improvising, certain naturalizing,
right now here we're socializing
I'm in
and the boys asked the local
radio station, or asked the ballroom dancers to come up and feature in the video. They did. Puuh, pretty
good isn't it? By the way,
I remember never having a check
On the block till I had nothing left
Hit the mall just to grab a new fit
Now, Louboutin. I'ma spaz in this bitch
Now
4, Jesus chose me to go hit these streets for them hood folks, 4 the hood folks, for drug addicts, for them gang bangers what I'm looking 4, why u
(It's Tha Liks baby)
(It's Tha Liks baby)
Here to wet your top
So all the ladies gather round, it's time to party down
That's right (That's
drink, oh, hell nah
He must be tryin' to kill my buzz
I will not budge, so what the deal, ridaz?
Now here they all come and they got your back in, like,
jux, rush the doors
Here come the D's, time to make breeze and guns toss
In full force, my team'll go at your main source
My 9 Taurus hit bosses
might just stop by your daddy's
Roll around in Pikachu, throw that window down
Pack a big ol' fatty bowl, shit me smokin' now
Throw it into drive and hit
right
I see he gotta badge and now I'm Worried bout my life
A hundred shades of black am I The shade they want tonight
400 Hundred years Ik my ppl
hits)
(Raw shit, hardcore hip-hop hits)
Yeah that's right, we're Public Enemy number one in New York
Public Enemy #1 in Chicago
Public Enemy #1 in
gettin' it
rhyme's so dope, it can't be bit
now every damn cousin' want to rap and shit
ask for rock licks and holla up in the mix
might get away with
you slap this on the radio it gets 'em turnt
I just wanna let you know
That I'm right here for you girl I know
I know
So cold got the room on froze
I
the same
All glory to His name
Jesus
God, I just wanna say
Thank you Lord
It's truly by your Grace
That I'm standing here today
Renewed strengthened
All by
, great, alright then, we're gonna take this song here and make you a one hit wonder, i mean you're gonna make a hit song, ready, take this part right here
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