Yeahhhhhhhhhhhh (boy I you knew) You can do the god damn! (straight from New York Cityyyyy) (New Cityyyyyyy) C'mon! (I'ma you like this man) (Blastin off the big dog) Yeahhhh, just do it! (I feels, Funkmaster, if it ain't his it shit) C'mon, do it (You know?) (Volume III) Yeahhhh, do it! (We're all the way live, boyyyyy) C'mon, just do it (You got your mad dogs, you got pissed dogs) C'mon c'mon, just do it (and then you got big dogs) Yeah, yeah (like Flex)
Brooklyn New Yorker, street walker, talker S-T-double-E-L-E the Stay in it to win in the with the windows tinted Aromatic marijuana addict, fanatic Smoke on the shit, maintain watch you actors overreactin Packin but they plus they lackin direc-tion, thinkin that gon' protect em in the sec-tion, smokin tear through your teflon you get a chance to draw your wea-pon my dogs get to wettin yo' street, like Johnny leavin lots of lumps lots of chumps, think they gettin past But ain't no leeways, come back like DJ's, cut yo' you dizzy, watch me get bizz-ay, sideline niggaz askin is he, the one came to see, S-T from Cocoa B's Locally, I'm known for lovely vocally Me and my P-N=C smoke
Yo if you're out to be the boss and (just do that) Run up in with big dogs (just do that) If you have to let blast off (just do that) To all my cats (just do that) and yo my cats (just do that) If out to be the boss and floss (just do that) Run up in clubs big dogs (just do that) If you have to let yours off (just do that) To all my thorough (just do that) and yo my cats (just do that)