[Intro] Yea (yea) Man, we damn you (man, we damn you) Remy Ma, ohh Hey, hey, ahey, ahey, ahey, hey, hey, ahey, ahey, ahey
[Hook] Yes, sir - you, you and you can git it Yes, sir - playin' games y'all niggaz jus' won't fit it Yes, sir - you, you and you can git it Yes, sir, huh? Yes, sir, huh? Yes, sir - you, you and you can git it Yes, sir - you, you and you can git it Yes, sir - you, you and you can git it Yes, sir, huh? Yes, sir, huh?
[N.O.R.E.] I play in charts (in charts) like a baller push a nigga say And ain't no man who sell a soul like I do it (hey) Ya AK's in a breakapart, Nore's art Are you seein' me with that cushion, anybody sucks it, niggaz You go back in ya' world, you observe Said you'll always be my man, are you flippin' the birds? And bitches, you know Obama does it, yea, it ain't fight, fuck 'em Have you met a nigga, bitches? Fuck it if you try it, suck 'em My life is great, you haters suck Have a nice day, what if niggaz fuck'n' speed up? And yea, niggaz know I hang up, and you wish you ran ya' biz 'Cuz it's dodgin' budget, do it like a rainer (Yes, sir!) Bring ya' niggaz after bitches in fur We hold it down on ol' school, an ol' drama occur Nigga, damn it! This shit a Hollywood Anywhere, any town, anybody, move around
[Hook] Yes, sir - you, you and you can git it Yes, sir - you, you and you can git it Yes, sir - you, you and you can git it Yes, sir, huh? Yes, sir, huh? Yes, sir - you, you and you can git it Yes, sir - you, you and you can git it Yes, sir - you, you and you can git it Yes, sir, huh? Yes, sir, huh?
[Musaliny] G, G, G, and you ain't feel like I bust it, but I ain't got no way in chirm But more money - more bitches, more hittin' the birds Rap shit is too slow, man, give me a porny And I git that shit fucked up, what's happenin', shorty? (Y'know) Money make the world go 'round Or cooler beany jewelry make the girls go down I got probation, back to back to the BLO teacher Man, I shut up yo' fake, I make sure all my niggaz keepin' it up
[Maze] Maze, mack to mack wit' no magic '04 wit' no craft to the beats, I have 'em wide open No more lips and hips, whole lotta carrots They go fo' beats and they git it, I stare at no Chevy's A way back after 4-6 squash maggots I be low wit' myself, bitch, too matter of fact I know, ya ain't got this chillin', you can't touch me 'Cuz when we rap, speakers from the Nann Nigga can't go
[Hook] Yes, sir - you, you and you can git it Yes, sir - you, you and you can git it Yes, sir - you, you and you can git it Yes, sir, huh? Yes, sir, huh? Yes, sir - you, you and you can git it Yes, sir - you, you and you can git it Yes, sir - you, you and you can git it Yes, sir, huh? Yes, sir, huh?
[Capone] My cars flow like I'm havin' a chance And I'm in the "Best for the street", callin' channel in fashion And I'm rappin' straight in the breakin' this shank under my tongue I seek 'em all, wanna nigga like I'm Arleysong You, you and you is fucker love for the love spaces Go, people, cash and a walk, the whole place is Upon that rap, what have you nigga room for yo' paces Have the CNN bangers on frame and on papers See if you can dodge walruses like me & my May clips Pick the champagne and bang it, give you feel of the paces (Yes, sir!) CNN is back in the bracelets Give them bloody money on top of New York like skyscrapers When yo' lass ain't gotta brassiere, can you dress in it, sir? Show bling like chain, it ain't drama, right herr Got my booth wit' my hammer, and my go-low-coal Don't git it twisted, holla, nigga, jus' fuck out the soul
[Hook] Yes, sir - you, you and you can git it Yes, sir - you, you and you can git it Yes, sir - you, you and you can git it Yes, sir, huh? Yes, sir, huh? Yes, sir - you, you and you can git it Yes, sir - you, you and you can git it Yes, sir - you, you and you can git it Yes, sir, huh? Yes, sir, huh?
[Outro] Yes, sir Yes, sir Yes, sirTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
