[Intro] ("All day") Just keeps callin me man Just keeps callin me! I'm back to do the damn thing Now I'm back to do the damn thing {"Cannon~!"} I'm back to do the damn thing {"Tre-tre-trendsettaz"} Back to do the damn thing
[Fabolous] I feel like the ex-champ back in the title fight The young contenders are lookin at me in idol light Fresh taper, waves lookin tidal tight Yea I'm in the building, like a Corey Lidal flight I'm married to the streets, this is my recital right I got the Phantom drop dressed up bridal white Hehe, you know them doors are suicidal right? Sorta like they slit your wrists when I'm tryin to sit your miss Nigga picture this, like a Kodak moment I'm off the bullshit, 'bout to go back on it And I ain't hard to find, bet ya Lojack on it Call it corn row roof, cause it go back don't it? I gotta get it now, ain't no pinchin plan rappin Fuck bein friends, save me the hand dappin Understand captain, you'll be under land nappin If you keep thinkin that it can't when it can happen Ask Scarface, faster than a car chase At ya grandma's place, lettin AR's waste Sports Coupe, not too much car space The trunk look like Desperados guitar case If you say a thing wrong, I won't let it string long All I gotta do is push the button like ding-dong I don't play the back and forth game 'less it's ping-pong Mike Tyson flow, so I ain't in the ring long Nigga you ain't King Kong, thinkin that you bit shit You gon have your man sick, someone sing his theme song My nigga Freck plugged me in with this Beijing joint So hot, she play Alaskan with a string thong Real delicate, I just call her China Set Fendi fur, Gucci gators, guess she like designer pets She saw a few things, that get her vagina wet SF, G4, and it's not a niners jet But check the body drop, baby boy shittin But it's just sittin, so it's like I made a potty stop It's like karate chops, we be breakin bricks down Cocaine tour, I been through six towns Open with crack as the openin act Heroin headliner, stage name China (What you call that~?!) That's what you call a trap star I could get the kingpin charged for these rap bars
[Outro] That's right nigga, we still do this shit Man on the street tip too man, we touch things Y'knahmean like the body shop we touch shit up man Get this shit movin man, it's Loso Big shout to that Street Fam, what it look like y'all? What's goin on Brooklyn? It's your boy, I'm back man We got Brooklyn lookin better than ever now man These niggaz can't fuck around man I'm back to do the damn thing ("DJ DRAMA!!")
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[Fabolous] I feel like the ex-champ back in the title fight The young contenders are lookin at me in idol light Fresh taper, waves lookin tidal tight Yea I'm in the building, like a Corey Lidal flight I'm married to the streets, this is my recital right I got the Phantom drop dressed up bridal white Hehe, you know them doors are suicidal right? Sorta like they slit your wrists when I'm tryin to sit your miss Nigga picture this, like a Kodak moment I'm off the bullshit, 'bout to go back on it And I ain't hard to find, bet ya Lojack on it Call it corn row roof, cause it go back don't it? I gotta get it now, ain't no pinchin plan rappin Fuck bein friends, save me the hand dappin Understand captain, you'll be under land nappin If you keep thinkin that it can't when it can happen Ask Scarface, faster than a car chase At ya grandma's place, lettin AR's waste Sports Coupe, not too much car space The trunk look like Desperados guitar case If you say a thing wrong, I won't let it string long All I gotta do is push the button like ding-dong I don't play the back and forth game 'less it's ping-pong Mike Tyson flow, so I ain't in the ring long Nigga you ain't King Kong, thinkin that you bit shit You gon have your man sick, someone sing his theme song My nigga Freck plugged me in with this Beijing joint So hot, she play Alaskan with a string thong Real delicate, I just call her China Set Fendi fur, Gucci gators, guess she like designer pets She saw a few things, that get her vagina wet SF, G4, and it's not a niners jet But check the body drop, baby boy shittin But it's just sittin, so it's like I made a potty stop It's like karate chops, we be breakin bricks down Cocaine tour, I been through six towns Open with crack as the openin act Heroin headliner, stage name China (What you call that~?!) That's what you call a trap star I could get the kingpin charged for these rap bars
[Outro] That's right nigga, we still do this shit Man on the street tip too man, we touch things Y'knahmean like the body shop we touch shit up man Get this shit movin man, it's Loso Big shout to that Street Fam, what it look like y'all? What's goin on Brooklyn? It's your boy, I'm back man We got Brooklyn lookin better than ever now man These niggaz can't fuck around man I'm back to do the damn thing ("DJ DRAMA!!")
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