, raisin the roof, raisin the roof! [Chorus:] Y'all know, Can't nobody rock a crowd like me She know, Can't nobody make it bounce like me He know, Can
blood pressure's buildin' [4x] It's Cassidy trick It's Cassidy bitch It's Cassidy clique It's Cassidy beeyatch! [Verse 1 - Cassidy] Ayo, what'chu know
on the table when our eyes on a label Cuz them rednecks up in the mountains will try to slay you Call me raspy tell you what I want you to know Fuck
tonight Chorus: Will Smith now how we do it (you know it's Big Willie style baby) now how we doin' it (you know it's Big Willie style) repeat Verse
now 100 shot tommy guns Hell of a stink now J A D A 'Cause the P will hollow the gun to holla at son Muah, I'm that nigga ya'll know that Do it Holiday
Verse 1: Yo yall niggaz wit the muscle yall get clapped in the tussle I'mma hustler, not a rapper bitch, rap is my hustle Show a little booby boy know
do your thing Say what Say what say what Woo woo Jeff do the echo scratch Echo Again echo Pump pump pump pump me up Jazzy jeff yall Jazzy jeff yall Jeff
yes at the start of the new jiggyness with the Trackmasters Camp Lo and Willie gon' give it to ya know what I mean lot of macoronis here check it out
name Chilling with dames to will they range killin their brain with game If not cousin I be still on the train Like you said we ain't willing to change
sag, but butcha floodin at the same time, and ya set don't accecpt ya, scared to kick it witcha homies cause ya know they don't respect ya, so nigga
in the range Catch me dippin switchin lanes No in flight dining Got the chef on the plan On my way to Hollywood Bout to take a movie meeting Tryna be will smith
y'all down with this Let's dance How many a y'all remember that? Yall remember that? Yall remember that record, you know it, you know it What my dj
you wanna party say party: party Say party: party (we in the house yall we bout to bouce yall we in the house yall we bout to bounce yall we in the
All it takes a punch he ain?t brave he a punk I?ll put his family in boxes meet the Brady Bunch How yall feel yall selves Shaquille yall selves Us cowboys
is good rappers claiming they sick I heal niggas for good a couple of yall aint took a field trip to the hood ay me I'm fresh prince I'm will smith to
Verse 1: Yo yall niggaz wit the muscle yall get clapped in the tussle I'mma hustler, not a rapper bitch, rap is my hustle Show a nigga know yo, we the
your boy Bow Wow in the building Ha, my swag too official, man Hey Soulja, my swag too, man Yall can't catch up Hey yo Bow, let 'em know how you looking
