Boom, clap, boom, clap

Boom, clap, boom, clap

Boom, clap, boom, clap

Boom, clap, boom, clap Now everybody get your hands up

Now everybody get your hands up Loso, mo betta, mo chetta

I do da rose, I am not a moeta

Challenge me with the bling, these n*** know betta

The wings are as big as the logo on those sweaters H*** betta have a fall back attack

I come through like a funeral, all black on black

Couple 6 deuces, all back to back

Few flyin Spurs, all back to back We da 04, 05 dunkin in ***

When it comes to makin Os we like dunkin to ***

Na, I aint talkin donuts

Im talkin' white ones like the Nike low cuts You couldnt see me if you stood on your tipy toes

But you could smell this Cali *** with da zipy closed

Damn Skippy Doe, the seats is peanut butter

You neva seen a studda like street fidda didda damn Yep, Im back stuntin, yep, Im back frontin

Yep, Im somebody who made somethin outta nothin

Yep, I know you see somethin dat you wantin

Its just somethin' about me, you can't go without me, yall Said you cant go on without me, yall

Said you cant go on without me, yall

Now everybody get your hands up

Now everybody get your hands up Mo' stuntin, mo' frontin

How you gettin' it, homie? Show sum'n

You could ask about him, he go hard

With dat A M E X Negro card Last time I was seen in a strip club Rain

I hurricane Katrina da strip club

May I say I made away

Stay fly till the day I fade away Hey, I prey, I stay out of a haters way

Lemme play like A.I. just get to da point

Lemme hear him say I when he spit to the joint

You gonna hear it spray when I get to the joint And a blind man could see dat the n*** wit Fab

Is gonna come like them dudes

Came for Tony at the Babylon

Rapid fire, do you know a rappa flyer? The L O S O, I guess no Yep, Im back stuntin, yep, Im back frontin

Yep, Im somebody who made somethin' outta nothin

Yep, I know you see somethin dat you wantin

Its just somethin' about me, you cant go without me, yall Said you cant go on without me, yall

Said you cant go on without me, yall

Now everybody get your hands up

Now everybody get your hands up Mo' winin, mo' dinin

Girls slow winin, gangstas throw signs in

I cant help that the chain is so shinin

Dat this s*** on my wrist is just co-signin They dont search us, they know we got the flamers

Still let us slide through the door like Craimer

I believe in God but my true religion

Is stuffin big faces down in these True Religions We everywhere, you aint neva there

New Coupes, shoes shine like patented leather Airs

Pushin sum'n, we aint got our names on

Two 07s, neither one of us is James Bond We in da VIPs wit da big names

Fendi aviator shades wit the big frames

The streets is watchin, hood is lookin

Brooklyns back, well, look at how good Im lookin Yep, Im back stuntin, yep, Im back frontin

Yep, Im somebody who made somethin' outta nothin

Yep, I know you see somethin dat you wantin

Its just somethin' about me, you cant go without me, yall Said you cant go on without me, yall

Said you cant go on without me, yall

Now everybody get your hands up

Now everybody get your hands up