Now dis one dedicated to de man dem call MacGyver (bo!) And all double-oh-seven James Bond man 'e from de area (gunshot, gunshot) Maximum respect to de man dem call Ice Cube (bo! bo!) And a bust a deuce-deuce or trey-eight bout to get WICKED! One, two,

I won't take the easy road Show me my silver lining, I try to keep on keeping on I hear a voice calling Calling out for me These shackles I've made in an attempt to be free Be it for reason, be it for love Show me my silver lining The easy road, the easy

Louis Vuitton, Jimmy Choo, that's on you (ha) New Chanel, Saint Laurent, Gucci bag (huh, ha) Diamonds on my neck, frozen tears (tears) Bad bitches gettin' wet, here Yeah, don't call me 'til the checks clear (clear) Iced out (stylist), no stylist

Check it check it check, check check Yo, when it come to sex advice, I'm the one to call If you a virgin with blue balls or you tear down walls Not Dr. Ruth, call me Dr. Knockboot Pimped out hats, rock fashionable suits A class for the youth, Sex Ed for

How to hate a bitch That owe you everything At least a wedding ring Moving on to better things So don't you call me talking 'bout them other fools I'm not good enough for you I thought that we was cool If you need a shoulder to cry on, girl I won't

Out in the streets, they call it murder Welcome to Jamrock Welcome to Jamrock, welcome to Jamrock Welcome to Jamrock, camp where the thugs dem camp at Two pound ah weed inna van back It inna your hand bag, your knapsack, it inna your backpack The smell

Oh, down beside your red firelight Fat bottomed girls, you make the rockin' world go 'round Are you gonna let it all hang out? Fat bottomed girls Okay, okay! This is called, uh Fat Bottomed Girls! (One, two, three, four!) Are you gonna take me home

Baby it's all or nothing now Who do you think you're fooling Baby it's all or nothing Do you care now? Do you know how? Desire makes me weak I've been standing out in the rain I've been calling your name Got that lonely feeling again Calling out your name

I hear them calling for you In the middle of the night when the wolves come out They head straight for your heart Like a bullet in the dark One by one, I take them down We can run and hide, ain't goin' down without a fight They come straight for your

Yeah o yeah Basic instinct I'm a black black dad I'm a black black dad See I was out buying Chanel bags While I was doing that you turned up your swag, you got me Yup, call me slippin forget your hustle on, shawty I ain't trippin I been in the game since