And you never (and you never)
Heard it like this (heard it like this)
Before (before)
You're guaranteed (you're guaranteed)
To come back (to come back)
For more..

Here we go, yo!
Live and direct!
The prettiest girls who cash the most checks
Straight to the bank, in cars, never walking
Lookin mad cute on cell phone talkin

Fellas! They all jock my crew
They buy us dinner and jewelry and shoes
When it comes to attention, we're in the center
They come to my crib and they try to enter

I kick rhymes just for fun
Brooklyn, New York is where I'm from
The place I dwell, New York City,
Where girls like us become so pretty
What a pity! Your committee
Can't hold a candle to my city
We're so pretty, ass and titties
The home of Biggie and P. Diddy

--Chorus--
And you never (and you never)
Heard it like this (heard it like this)
Before..
AAAAH!
Throw your hands in the air,
and wave 'em like you just don't care (AAH!)
Throw your hands in the air,
and wave 'em like you just don't care
Gettin down with these sure shot sounds, somebody say oh yeah! (x2)
WHOO! WHOO! WHOO!

Braggin and boastin, carryin toast and
Ridin my bike, flatbush, just coastin
Money and clothes, the latest fashion
The center of the world, with all the action

Champagne bubblin, causin mad trouble and
You betta feel this song real quick on the double and
I'm out smugglin, boyfriend jugglin,
Making a splash like jumpin in a puddle and

We love fashion, dance hall mashin,
Whiplashin, Mercedes crashin
Egg McMuffins, stove top stuffin
My chef, any food, it ain't nuthin
On the block, puff the stuff like H and R
My homeboy Fany plays guitar
Laugh at a joke, hearty har har har
Fake IDs get me into the bar

--Chorus--

The beats are cripplin, tator chips dippin in
I might take a sip of your bottle off a ripple and
Grape nurple nipplin, Tim really trippin and
I know you wanna hit it, but stay off of my tippin and

Studio arrangin, people are strange and
Where my dogs at, better handle that mangy
Goin insane and dealin with my brain and
Quick, switch your lanes, and hoppin on a plane and

I graduated! Teachers hated!
Tests were graded and overrated!
I am jaded! You debated!
I motivated and rollerbladed!
Boys I dated, some had skated!
Cheese gets grated, animals mated!
Bread gets toasted, parties hostied,
nuts got roasted, but he still boasted!

Young ladies in the house, just work that body, work work that body (repeated until end)


Lyrics submitted by suckknob

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