is this light skinned white kid wit' the white kicks all white fit Breath boo, I'm like move, cause his chick is on my dick Yeah [Hook] [White Boy]
' [Chorus] [Sean Paul] Sure be white Cadillac but I called it to go This your boy Sean Paul, baby tell 'em the truth So roll Old Fleetwood with the
with it twice, make him A-Town Stomp (A-Town Stomp) In gats we trust (ay) niggaz play a lot of games dog, but not with us (not with us) Call me Jack
(Who Me?) Yeah bitch you so big you walked into big Tanny's and stepped on Jenny Craig She picked me up to snap me like a skinny twig Put me in the headlock
of me (best of me) If you don't wanna get shot I suggest you don't go testin me (testin me) All the wrong I've done the Lord still keep on blessin me (blessin me
of me You probably know some bitch niggaz who wanna murder me Busta Reggie Murray Ramp and Mercy's all we need for disaster For me the microphone
[Chamillionaire] Industry is saying that boy got skills And the streets is saying that boy so real Who that boy trackin that boy Chamill'? Always give
cause that's me, no others can be Half as fine, I blow your mind with an m-i-c Get off the tip quick, boy, you're makin me sick No other partner could
, not me Cause I really am It's LP for your fucking information pal So you can stop staring back over your shoulder now You can stop me mugging with that
roll up a blunt Come with me out front, I'LL TEACH YOU HOW TO STUNT [Chorus] [Young Buc] Chain so icy, you don't have to like me In a throwback jersey, with
devil wit' my mother fucking steel BOOM! Media try to do me But I was a Boy N the Hood before the movie, yeah Call me nigga, bigger than a spook But
go I knowwwww I knowwwwww! Some places we can go, some places we can go Do you wanna riiiiiiide... with me Do you wanna RIIIIIIIDE... with me [Jay
your passport to fuck with young H-O International ... uugh ... show ya young boys how to do this thing the maturation of Jay-Z Z check me out
be heard when I rap so I yell it sport a Tigers cap like my man Tom Selleck One bad bitch I smoke hash from a stick Got more cash than fuckin White Boy
some in your dreadlocks - What? Me not no rookie, boy Glock cookin', boy I'll turn your forehead to a pussy, boy Off the gate, cousin, you niggas gon' make me
aint the Gucci or the Louie than its Polo or its Rugby and this bitch I brought with me she be baggin bitches for me [Hook] [Lloyd Banks] I got a girl
year, I support struggle (We roll like bicycles, icicle flow) (White liquor, my nigga stay on line with the blow) I'm on time with the flow, not a minute
ask me that's some real bullshit Record called me suppin me up, fake artist shit [Chorus: Joe Hooker] You will never be better than me See you much too smart to me