Baby back, ayy, couple racks, ayy Couple Grammy's on me, couple blacks, ayy That's a fact, ayy, throw it back, ayy Throw it back, ayy And as far as for the champions I ain't lost a dime again Funny how you said it was the end Then I went and did it again I told you let my love walk the floor I got nothing waiting for Don't work on that bulldog Get yourself together I was never ready, really won't be anyway When I'm back in practice, I don't wanna hear you say Get a run up, don't let them go Get your soul, just tell them that the break is over Get this on girl, need to go for new moves Need to flip from Arizona, give me like one with Nicki, no Tell a black nigga don't see ya, ha I'm a pop nigga like Beaver, ha I'm up, bitch, I'm queer, ha But these niggas bitch like Medina, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, boy, they do it I am all about the same, release the illusion I'm new up, know everybody tryna sue me You call me nice, but the hood call me doobie There is noise for the champion I ain't lost the entire game Funny how you said it was the end Then I went and did it again I was never ready, really won't be anyway When I'm back in practice, I don't wanna hear you say Get a run up, don't let them go Get your soul, just tell them that the break is over