Toy-like people make me boy-like I see myself in there upon my lover I found a reason I seen you go down to a cold mirror It was never clearer in my era so You lick a shine upon your forehead or Check it by the signs in the corridor You light my ways

Check it uhh Protect this nigga for the necklace I throw the death wish the pretty slim sex shit The rep this remember Fox said this We on some next shit we are blessed this The scares on our backs mean we met this The lie for them for 25 sentence To

You know I want cha (want cha) I know you want me (want me) I know you want me One-two-three-four Uno-do'-tres-cuatro Ella quiere su rumba (¿cómo?) Its Mr. 305 checkin' in for the remixremix

Percocets, molly, Percocets Mask on, fuck it, mask off Chase a check, never chase a bitch Rep the set, gotta rep the set Don't chase no bitches Call it how it is I promise, I swear, I swear (If Young Metro don’t trust you, I’m gon’ shoot you) yo

Ooh, the line Where to draw the line Know where to draw the line Checkmate honey, beat ya at your own damn game No dice honey, I'm livin' on the astral plane Feet's on the ground, and your head's goin' down the drain Oh, heads I win, tails you lose, to

You know I want cha (want cha) I know you want me (want me) I know you want me One-two-three-four Uno-do'-tres-cuatro Ella quiere su rumba (¿cómo?) Its Mr. 305 checkin' in for the remixremix

Su novio la dejó y lo quiere olvidar Ella se entregó y el tipo le falló Ella quiere beber, ella quiere bailar Y por eso se va a rumbear Por dentro tú me necesita' Tú siempre va' a ser mi diablita Check, check (Remix) I'mma show you why I'm the king of