Yes, yes yall, feel the y'all Freak, y'all Ya don't Yes, yes y'all, the beat y'all Freak, y'all Ya don't
When Def Jam me They hit the It wasn't free but call it a robbery They underestimated me quite It's like that you a godfather B I'm the of all time You heard before But now I say it It means so more 'Cause it's so No hype man, no No reason for writers Every year I get Mothers and daughters I'm on fire Check ya T-Mobile it's all the wire ya legs baby, hide ya desire You I'm hot You preachin' to the Smilin' and gigglin', thirstin' like More flavor than cinnamon, they rush with I make 'em I do it on I back hotter time I resurface Drop to ya baby the King Now ask Russell Who the west wing? I ain't gotta be I do the thing (Aha) ya girl with strawberry frostin' (Aha) Internationally and respected You talk slick I'm too large to be You call my cells disconnected You keep but my games perfected
Yes, yes y'all feel the beat (Oh) Freak, freak You stop Yes, yes y'all the beat y'all (Oh) Freak, freak You don't Uh yes, yes y'all the beat y'all (Oh) Freak, y'all You stop Uh yes, yes y'all the beat y'all (Oh) Freak, freak You don't (Hmm)
I'm a star for real my is crazy love me in the streets I'm gravy Born with a gift to inspire the You wanna out do me and I wish you I'm the master separate from all these I'm in eighty six, I balled like that Honey feelin' from sittin' in Maybach's 'Cause her hall is smellin' like Ajax That's understandable but relax Hate when folk get money and don't how to act I'm a millionaire, homie that's a fact But it's not the ice that makes ya wife had an entourage and platinum cards Been gettin' Swedish in Boca Raton you think all them years I ain't pop no don Spend a night in trump towers with a eyed blonde I did it, all my benzes was kitted When you like a baller you tickle me with it But yeah there's money out there come on get it But I'm a get it in a way you never forget it Let's go platinum albums in a row Sixty fans, a three hour show I could care who drop and blow My name is L L baby, beyond the flow
Yes, yes y'all feel the y'all (Oh) Freak, freak You stop Yes, yes y'all the beat y'all (Oh) Freak, freak You don't Uh yes, yes y'all feel the beat (Oh) Freak, freak You stop Uh yes, yes y'all feel the y'all (Oh) Freak, y'all You stop (Hmm)
These rap cats get upset me When clear out the V.I.P. If honey wanna lounge, we see ID no negotiatin' you gone pay my fee I'm the boss, I call the shots to it hot I don't competition, I'm bigger than the slot While you waste advances on market rocks I cop bonds and Wal-Mart stocks A family man but as a rock And I die for my kids so stay off my might be impressed with you but I'm not After all years I still walk with a bop keep the ink hot Still like a fox Still to battle You don't your career stopped Industry shocked I mapped out a plot And ran around humble with my joint on
Yes, yes y'all feel the beat (Oh) Freak, freak You don't Yes, yes y'all the beat y'all (Oh) Freak, y'all You stop Uh yes, yes feel the beat y'all (Oh) Freak, y'all You don't Uh yes, yes feel the beat y'all (Oh) Freak, y'all You stop (Hmm)