You should be here, standing with your arm around me here Cutting up, cracking a cold beer Saying cheers, hey y'all it's sure been a good year It's one of those moments, that's got your name written all over it You should be here Aw you should be here

I got my clique ready ready for hand to hand combo Harms break em down rapper Noyd cut cuthis throat Don swoop em up or Gotti stomp em out Each twin grab a arm pick this nigga up Knitty turn his face to me let me break him up I throw him up against the

Shaped yellow light And it picks you up And cuts you down to size In the painted faces congregate In the mating season The seconds homes They go alone In no rush leave 'em And there's a fountain

(I won't fall) You can two face me, backstabb me A nigga still ain't taking what's mines gon' die trying You can try to set me up and all that A nigga too much on point for all that Yo, you got these niggas running around like they head cut cutoff Like they

Old school Hollywood, washed up Hollywood Old school Hollywood, baseball Jack Gilardi's ten feet tall Me and Frankie Avalon Old school Hollywood, Baseball Tony Danza cuts in line

Mi tek weh yuh virginity Yeah yeah yeah you took my So sing for me Memba di fus fuck Memba di first time pussy hurt up Push in a inch it buck and it stuck Yuh run off a cocky and yuh get up and cut cutMemba di two drop a blood pon yuh frock

Find a few good buddies, start a band Just get you a guitar and learn how to play Cut Cutup some jeans, come up with a name When you're living in a world that you don't understand I never was a straight-lace, straight A student Teacher's pet or child

And, I want her in my life The way she move to her own beat Ooh Ooh what a natural beauty No need no make-up to be a cutie And when they ask what a good woman's made of She's not afraid and ashamed of She's royal, yeah so royal No I never been someone shy

It's about us right now, girl, where you going? I'm with you I'm with you, oh oh oh Yeah, I can't get enough of you, babe Bottles open up so you can try and open up for me, baby M.I.A. in the MIA You do you, girl, the haters gon' hate Cut Cutthem off like

With no makeup Don't have to curl my hair up All this booty here mine I'mma dolla worth a dime Real bosses stand up Ladies throw your hands up And say I know I'm cute I know I'm fly You ask me why