[Verse 1] What I gotta do to show you? I told you, I’m the one the stylists go to When they tryna find a look for shawty My pics they go through Copy what you want, but my soul is noble Chosen from Divinity, Jamaican and Trinity Representing for my people in the jungle that’s feelin’ me The Hummer or in the Jeep Bahamas or in Jersey The holy hommie everywhere, call me The Trinity In the Matrix curving basic bitches in the vicinity Recommend you and ya people just join the committee Vibe with me like, Ride with me like Are you willing to take a hike for a Klondike? What your life be like? Be Like, Be Like Mike He ain’t ever camp out for kicks late at night Chinese kids got paid nicks duplicating the prototype But I hype ‘em looking like the next guy in the photo (Why?)
[Chorus] I need a man in some Timbs ready for action All I do is win, who said this ain’t a competition? Black hoodie, black power, boy that been a mission Fuck a petition, listen, let the revolution begin
I need a man in some Timbs ready for action All I do is win, who said this ain’t a competition? I need funds for my sons, bruh that been a mission Fuck a petition, listen, let the revolution begin
[Verse 2] The time is now (right now), let’s fuck it up (fuck it up) Lace my Timbs up, ya face all scrinched up (Ew) Not too tight though, room for my feet Gotta wiggle all ten toes (Where you at, where you goin’?) Could you, pitch a tent in the woods if we went, playa? Pay my bills, could you pay for my rent, playa? What up wodie is it you or it’s me? (It’s me) Every time you come around you want something for free (Gimme!) On ya ashy knees asking for the tax return money Better grease them edges up, oil them elbows (It’s dry) Can you hear me through them Dre Beats headphones? (Turn me up) They gon’ act like they know you When the shit hit the fan they gon’ act like they told you (Oh no) There they go, in they Dada suits Think you cute in the booth, with ya new Twitter boo Crusty lace front glue, and you know that shit Push the wig back, pulled out afro pick Combing my shit out, watching Moesha on Centric Satisfaction guaranteed and the movement relentless Failed to join the revolution, get removed off the guest list
[Chorus] I need a man in some Timbs ready for action All I do is win, who said this ain’t a competition? Black hoodie, black power, boy that been a mission Fuck a petition, listen, let the revolution begin
I need a man in some Timbs ready for action All I do is win, who said this ain’t a competition? I need funds for my sons, bruh that been a mission Fuck a petition, listen, let the revolution beginTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
