To the B, to the G To the B, to the G, here we go If you wanna go gaga Yeah, from Chi-town to France Yeah, we gonna do it, uh, Rhymefest and Air How you feel there? Rhymefest breathe this to 'em like fresh air On my Vespa looking like a real playa

We get ahead, yup, she give me head, damn right With this crazy, crazy world Thank God I'm with my girl You know it ain't right if she ain't by my side Oh I could let you down When you trip, I'll take you anywhere, I take ya Uh, yeah, look Okay I know

Two-step (Oh, yeah, uh, oh, yeah) Uh (Woo, woo), no Master P (Ayy) One bad bitch look like a masterpiece (Uh) Ice chain, pure water (Ice, ice, ice) Ten bad bitches and they after me (Bad) Big drip, what you call it? (Big drip, yeah) You got the cash, but

Under de moonlight Look inna de stars while your skirt dem a fly high Aye, aye, aye, aye An yuh kiss mi pon mi neck An yuh start fret Wen mi sumn tek off faas like jet Unda de moonlight yeah Under the moonlight

We might have to rewind Fuckin' up my vibe every night Look at this back and forth shit I can't take you blowin' up my line We might have to rewind (yeah) We might have to rewind (ohh) We might have to rewind (uh) Good vibes only Can't be held back for

I'm the mack, I'm the mack I'm the mack, I'm the mack (Yeah) I'm the mack, I'm the mack (Skeet) Minor setbacks for major comebacks, yeah (Ooh) Baby, have a talk with your son That nigga lookin' like a sack, huh (Bitch) I'm the mack, I'm the mack (Mack)

Too paid to freestyle. He's looking good Where's my coffee? Good morning doctor carter (hey sweetie) Looks like its going to be a long day. (another one what we got?) Your first patient (yeah) Is suffering from a lack of concept (uh-huh) Originality (ugh)

Silent ride home, silent ride I can't lie, I'm detached, I need guidance, uh I've been dyin', uh, I've been fighting, uh Got this voice in my mind, won't be quiet Silent ride home Out of sight, look, uh, out of mind, yeah, uh I got all these voices in my

I ride foreign cars, ooh I fuck foreign bitches, I ride foreign cars Bitch, look at my wrist, all you see is stars I fuck three bitches in one day, off a bar I ride foreign cars, yeah Ooh, yeah, huh, ooh Lil Pump, Lil Pump, ooh Pull up to the strip, ooh

(Money bag, money bag, money bag, yeah) (Money bag, money bag, money bag) Lookin' like money bag, money bag, money bag, uh I do the Maybach on Monday, Ferrari Friday This is sweet pussy Saturday, that's just what Plies say I said "Bae, it's a snack," he