a pinata Bitch look down tell me what's up Girl you talk to much Shut up I got that mad dick you know it always nut up And it got a attitude no wonder
who Jacob was, so I showed you twice When it was 'All About the Benjamins', I had two bezels on my arm Like a Don's supposed to, Sean Ride with a chauffeur
a$$ Shake that a$$, shake that A$$, shake that a$$ And I want all of that, [Hook] A$$ a$$ a$$ a$$ a$$ A$$ a$$ a$$ a$$ a$$ A$$ a$$ a$$ a$$ a$$ Stop?..
my bitch smoke the same thing I'm throwin signs it's looking like I gang bang [Verse 2: Big Sean] I tell a bitch bow down to a motherfucking G hoe I
Whats a bad boy? same as a goon before i step in the room you see a sign sayin: Diddy comin soon haters im still dancin, young, black and handsome Sean
1 (Biggie)] I was a terror since the public school era bathroom passes, cuttin classes, squeezin asses smokin blunts was a daily routine since 13 A chubby
The three hot niggas rising in the Billboard books, nigga We look at things through the big lens, big picture Big Benz we try and make CEO ends The thick chicks love us, big
1: B.I.G.] I was a terror since the public school era bathroom passes, cuttin classes, squeezin asses smokin blunts was a daily routine since 13 A chubby
old shit Jumpin' drawz just like a broad, so bitch fuck this now [Hook] [Sean Paul] They know me from my Lac's and my creases, I'm Sean Paul (Sean
and crush di whole a di seed Mek we smoke all a di boom until di eye dem a bleed Or we bun all a di herb and smoke a pound a di weed Just gimme the
one, triggy three Government What dem say Sean Paul a come lock back the block? You see that Then a di real big man that You see that Then a him did
yeah yeah (Flipmode!!!) Busta Rhymes (Busta Rhymes!!!) Sean-A-Paul (Sean Paul!!!) One more time (Ha!!!) kill 'em with a rhyme (Huh!!!) Remix time (remix!!!) a
suck a dick Okay, tell me shit, Lil Wayne fuck a bitch Lil' nigga, big money, big gun full of that shit Nigga I ain't Will Smith, nah, I ain't a Fresh
' drawz just like a broad, so bitch fuck this now [Hook] [Sean Paul] They know me from my Lac's and my creases, I'm Sean Paul (Sean Paul) Slap the fuck
day Back in the fush niggas and Big L phase Whatever, it seems you sold your soul to the game You're a fake 'cause Jay Sean ain't even your name So
bitch, get out the way hoe Fuck that shit, get out the way hoe [Verse 3: Sean Paul] They know me from my Lac's and my creases, I'm Sean Paul (Sean Paul
