On everything I love, It’s We The Best Music It’s We The Best over everything Get money, mo’ money Every time we come around Doors goin’ up, panties goin’ down Every time we come around Y’all throw that money up, catch it comin’ down Every time we come around Baby let me blow a hundred on you Every time we come around Put your hand up, down Every time we come around You know I got that check on me, you know I got that 9 on me Play with it or get religious, these shots’ll make your shirt holey Say please lord, forgive a nigga, actin’ up like Ben Stiller Jewelry on me so fuckin’ cold, I gotta wear it with a chinchilla I ball on these fuck niggas, Bron-Bron, D Wade Whip white like cocaine, too dope, Rick James I’m hardbody, my flow sick, that Eagle on me no Mike Vick I bob and weave in that pussy good and I knock it out like Tyson Say first round, face down, ass up, straight pound Yeah, shorty, she know the deal and that’s every time that I come ‘round This big business, I come around, smoking on that too loud Give my dog about twelve hundred in twenty minutes he goin’ down Every time we come around Doors goin’ up, panties goin’ down Every time we come around Y’all throw that money up, catch it comin’ down Every time we come around Baby let me blow a hundred on you Every time we come around Put your hand up, down Every time we come around It’s my year, Slime here Cartier box face, call it the time’s square Why year, I drive and fly Lear V-16, need a coupe with nine gears Yeah! Mob member, star agenda Serve niggas over these bars like bartenders (yes!) I bob cats while shooting like guard Kemba Hard in the paint, I stretch it, Lew Alcindor F it, you all dinners, no protection Tired of hearing these deadlines, no reception Need work like wi-fi, no connection We The Best men be the best in, cause Every time we come around Doors goin’ up, panties goin’ down Every time we come around Y’all throw that money up, catch it comin’ down Every time we come around Baby let me blow a hundred on you, oh Every time we come around, ah Put your hand up, down Every time we come around They think I’ma gun ‘em down Just ‘cause I’m a motherfucking king from the underground Rest in peace, Pimp, name live long as Bun around Niggas know me, a hundred keys, five hundred pounds Way too advanced for these lames, had to dumb it down Nigga try to run off with some change, I’ma hunt him down All they do is run they mouth, me, I just run the town 'Cause the industry is being ran by a bunch of clowns Circus, it hurts ‘cause Everybody’s a boss and nobody’s the workers (real shit) Shit is getting weird All I know is when I look ‘em in the eyes they be scared Every time we come around Doors goin’ up, panties goin’ down Every time we come around Y’all throw that money up, catch it comin’ down Every time we come around Baby let me blow a hundred on you, ah Every time we come around, ah Put your hand up, down Every time we come around