Aye, put a finger in the sky if you want it nigga Aye, put two fingers in the sky if you want it She fuck with small town niggas, I got bigger dreams (Bigger dreams) She fuck with small town niggas, I got bigger dreams (Bigger dreams, listen) Club

Now now now now, c'mon This is how we do it, when we do it like we just wanna tear the club up We do it like ain't nuttin to it, the way we do it Now e'rybody put your fuckin hands up - let's go Hey! Go 'head and have a party if you want to Hey! Go 'head

Mamelapa umnqunduwakho! (listen here, you fucking asshole) Andifuni ukuyaehlatini! (i don't want to go to the bush with you) Sukubammba incanca yam! (don't touch my penis) Andi so stabani! (i'm not a gay) Incanca yam yeyamantobi! (this penis is for the

Put you're lighters up if you want to Pull you're motherfucking dodger caps over you're motherfucking eyes Till you can't see shit I want you to go blind nigga So you can feel how I felt when I was in that motherfucking coma Raised in the city of angels

And fuck me if I say something you don't want to hear Gonna save you fucker,.not gonna lose you Feeling cocky and strong, can't let you go, Too important to me Too important to us, we'd be lost without you Baby, let yourself fall, I'm right below you now

If you have to ask You'll never know Funky motherfuckers Will not be told to go A want to be gangster Thinkin' he's a wise guy Rob another bank He's a sock 'em in the eye guy

Said little bitch, you can't fuck with me If you wanted to These expensive, these is red bottoms These is bloody shoes Hit the store, I can get 'em both I don't wanna choose Look, I don't dance now I make money moves Say I don't gotta dance

You make me feel like no one I sing my words, I'm fucked at dealing Really want me to be a good son why? With your life's dead bodies everywhere Come on, step inside, and you will realize Tell me what you need, tell me what to be What's your vision?

Yeah, hard body (hard body) Carter, carter Carter yeah Cash Money Young Money mother fuck the other side They can fuck with us if they want I bring 'em homicide Word to my momma I'm gonna continue bombin' Til they gettin' out the game, it's like comin'

You don't know What you do to me lately Got you rolling papers, got you rolling papers I got so much love for ya Want you to know How much that I fuck with you, oh Wanna roll one up for ya Want you to come to the back of the club It's a gang thing, it's