What you know about that? Hey I know all about that Don't you know I got Key by the three when I chirp shawty chirp back Louis nap sack Loaded 44s on the low where the cheese at Fresh off the jet to the 'jects where the G's at Hey what you know about

Can learn to be I wanna be like you Now I'm the king of the swingers Oh, the jungle VIP I've reached the top and had to stop And that's what botherin' me I wanna be a man, mancub And stroll right into town And be just like the other men

When did you leave heaven? How could they let you go? How's ev'ry thing in Heaven? I'd like to know Why did you trade Heaven for all these earthly things Where di you hide your Halo? Where did you lose your wings? Have they missed you? Can you get back

In a mellow tone Feeling fancy free And I'm not alone I've got company Everything's OK The live long day With this mellow song I can't go wrong That's the way to live

And I cry just like you But I heal just like you And under my skin I'm just like you I feel just like you Hello my friend, it's been awhile All our old clothes are back in style We went our separate ways only to return To face a lesson we failed to learn

Tous les Acadiens, toutes les Acadiennes Vont chanter, vont danser sur le violon Sont Américains, elles sont Américaines La faute à qui donc, la faute à Napoléon Y a dans le sud de la Louisiane Et dans un coin du Canada Des tas de gars, des tas de femmes

Look at my neck shine (ice) Look at my wrist shine, chyeah (ooh) I just be smoking up dope, chyeah Louis down head to my toe, chyeah I just might buy the store, chyeah Look at my neck shine, chyeah (ice) Look at my wrist shine, chyeah Fuck a bitch two

I got my top down on my whip Her hair blowing in the wind I got my shades on cause I'm bent She roll it up with no stem I got my Louis bags duffled up Fuck with the squad and throw it up I got my top down, speakers bump See me when I pull it up Gucci bag

We’re dancing on tables 'Til I’m off my face With all of my people And it couldn’t get better they say And it’s all out of tune Should be laughing, but there’s something wrong And it hits you when the lights go on We’re singing 'til last call Such a good

I'll be glad when you dead, you rascal, you I trust you in my home, you rascal, you I fed you since last fall, you rascal, you You asked my wife to wash your clothes, you rascal, you You know you done me wrong, you rascal, you Please don't let me find