to my Brooklyn crew Lay my game flat, what you wanna do? Talk all night, are we gonna screw? I'm talking 'bout me and you I like to push up on chicks
gonna push this rock Once we kill Rob we takin' over the block They did the job, but didn't succeed When I got up off the ground niggas couldn't believe They started
that they want So when I'm in my car, I play Clinton And when I'm on the stage I start pimping And when I hear your shit, I push eject Then I throw it
the microphone and start making hits You fronting Mc, I hate to cap You make hit records and you still can't rap I said it before I'll say it again
to the whole slug crew Talk bad punk bitch but it's always pooh Kiss my ass and spend your cash, on this shit to ride to -goldy- Pushing my dank coke into the key and start
is life? Life is Too $hort I play the bitches like it's a sport Yeah, I'll play the bitches just like y'all Like Dr. J played basketball You can call
lived By 22 years old, 50 thousand dollar vehicles I rimmed {*scratches*} My dreams start over the stove I ran over the globe and back again [Chorus] [
say you a sin, but in the end They jump on the bandwagon and dance to the band playing Skinny-ass pants sagging, it's only yourself you playing Call
that wishing well Unorthodox we call our own shots No one can hold us down again No one will touch our crown again No one can hold us down again No one will touch our crown again
with N-Dubz If it wasn't for you B there wouldn't be N-Dubz Kept us together never knowing we'd end up Moving onto Mobo's pushing the bench up You pushed and pushed
Dubz If it wasn't for you B there wouldn't be N-Dubz Kept us together never knowing we'd end up Moving onto Mobo's pushing the bench up You pushed and pushed
up If it wasn't for you B there wouldn't be N-Dubz Kept us together never knowing we'd end up Moving onto Mobo's pushing the bench up You pushed and pushed
me sick Superman ain't savin' shit Girl you can jump on Shady's dick Straight from the hip, cut to the chase I'll tell a mo'fuckin slut to her face Play
respect That's what he says to himself As he uses magazines to trash me As he sits with both feet up at his desk Smokes a bag of his weed And starts imagining
joy She brought what she brought You thought you'd never see again She cheats and lied Made you cry said goodbye Bodies numb think you're never gonna feel again
the world would you continue to run my way? Got hit once, found out that I don't play What the deal mami? Who pushed you through the irony of
got to have a con in this land of milk and honey" They pushed that girl in front of the train Took her to the doctor, sewed her arm on again Stabbed
're playing skele in the parking lot And sell paintings of Aaliyah, BIG and Pac up in the barbershop Buildings too big so you don't really see the stars
