First things first, I'm the realest Drop this and let the whole world feel it And I'm still in the Murda Bizness I can hold you down, like I'm givin' lessons in physics I just wanna bad chick like this Drop it low and pick it up just like this Got the beat, got the base, so sick this jeans somethin' worth a half a ticket on my wrist .. all the plane, never chase that never new JT is '98 back Bring the hooks in, where the bass at? victory's so sweet, you should taste that
I'm so fancy You've already know I'm in the fast lane From L.A. to Tokyo I'm so fancy Can't you taste this gold Remember my name, 'bout to blow
I said baby, I do this, I thought that, you knew this Can't stand no haters and honest, the truth is And my flow retarded, they speak it, depart it Swagger on super, I can't shop at no department Better get my money on time, if they not money, decline And swear I meant that there so much that they give that line a rewind So get my money on time, if they not money, decline I just can't worry 'bout no haters, gotta stay on my grind Now tell me, who that, who that? That do that, do that? Put that paper over all, I thought you knew that, knew that they call me lil JO, put my name in bold I been working, I'm up in here with some change to throw
I'm so fancy You've already know I'm in the fast lane From L.A. to Tokyo I'm so fancy Can't you taste this gold Remember my name, 'bout to blowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
