on the track right now (Hey, Let's go) Today were gonna get this, Today were gonna get this, Today were gonna get this, Were gonna get this, Were gonna get
? We gon' keep on dancin' 'til the sun comes up Whatcha, whatcha, whatcha, whatcha, what you say now? People at the party can't get enough Come now, come on, come on, come on now Come on
it up, turn it up, turn it up I like the boom, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up I need guitar, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up I like that drum
up my slang But this is for the hater, what's up, [Incomprehensible] So can I get a wish to end the politics? And get back to the music that started
that ain't classy You want it you need it I got it you want you need it I got it , cause this is how its going down , you want it you need it i got it
want to I own it and the amplifier Everybody is getting tired Of pushing buttons on their radio Where was it wrote down They got to cram it down our
abundance of laughter the Red and White flag keep it high keep it visual people say Canada and get stereotypical think we finish every sentence with buddy or bye and if it
that you said 'Cause she doesn't get your humor like I do I'm in the room, it's a typical Tuesday night I'm listening to the kind of music she doesn
what I'mma do 'til it's over 'Til it's over, but it's far from over Alright, bottles on me, long as someone drink it Never drop the ball, fuck it y'all
mind? Umm, well, of course not I'll just take it for a little spin And maybe show it off to a couple of friends I'll just cruise it around the neighborhood
t raise no fool, did she? I promise, I would get it and remain strictly loyal 'Cause when they get it then they let it all switch and spoil But I just illuminated it
shit but I back it up though see it's a difference, a lot of niggaz pop shit But a lot of niggaz don't make hits But it's like this whole Bad Boy shit
voice I'm killin' 'em I shed my blood About everything I love It's on everything I love, man It's on everything I love It's on everything I love, man
you're not listenin' You need to slow down, hold up like kickstand Hop to it, get on your grind music Across 110th, sharp Caesar with a lime music Fine
? Wanna be ballers? Shot-callers? Brawlers who be dippin' in the Benz wit the spoilers On the low from the Jake in the Taurus Tryin' to get my hands on
off begin You know who I am Don't get it all twisted up Get the cash to my hands be all blistered up We can pick it up, we can drop it low Recognize what it
'alls See how it feel when your friends be without y'all I been doin' it, coke I been movin' it Before you niggas thought of the block I been through with it
ball like the Dallas Mavericks Sayin' anything you want, you can have it That's Harlem World, I get on my grizzly savage, see? From the first day, we laid eyes on