[Verse 1 - Bow Uh, to my ex-girlfriend on out Now I'm my new bitch, knocking her spine out Rolling up more kush, waitress a bottle though Homie with a lot of niggas, keep a couple model I hard like Charlie Sheen Used to Ferraris, and money, young money, baby you already know i get it popping ask your Selling out the when I want to like Jay-Z Right now, killing em, broad of hoes, em Treat em like construction sites, you that I'm drilling them Half these soft as f-ck, I swear to god they aint fitting in Me and chris aint house, in Miami hit In the buy the bar out Stunna the cars out Hey, where youre coming from Bow? off the movie set (uhhhh-ohhhh) yeah, another check Now these haters Rappers twice my age aint done what done yet I aint even yet, this just the beginning out that G4, here some brand new linen fresh Yes, I'm the mother best Walking through life, with no Shit, I tripping, no, you know I be chilling Rico, where you buy that shit, got me wigged Yeah, my game up, and you what? Do something and I ya Rearrange your face, and let some body that would repair it I'm the best there is and the there was Like Bret Hart, paul bart, no bart My bank account and my ethics, thats what setting us apart Heat game, courtside, me and all my Kick em out, hands clean, my body talk triggers My paper on diamonds, your paper on all my enemies who tend to be telling me Shit, begging me, with there hands out But I get no hand out, put me in a room and watch me stand out
2 - Chris Brown] Yeah look, BBC on my head, f-ck a nigga, act like a up know you're a pussy, little nigga get your soul up Niggas say your friends, bow wizzle, thats a real nigga And I'm to go in, time to kill niggas Yall wanna talk about pics Here, you can shake my hand, you can shake my june swang low, and my dick hit the water I take a piss I'm talking porno, then I'm outy five, hit the uh Then I'm blowing like O's Yeah, in the jacuzzi four hoes Gotta mix a Nuvo the no doughs See, gotta pull a all nighter, paper planes, got em high a sky diver Yeah and now im with em hood niggas Red and blue nigga, r&b, so whats good I'm out of line, yup yup, cause I should, Try to swing, I dare you, I wish you nigga Wow, let me down All these suckers mad cause I took shine now I'm at the top now, aint about to climb You need to it up, aint 'bout to whine down
3 - Bow Wow] Why all up in my B.I Kush and O, I ya Nowadays so stressed out, cause business will kill ya We get it, real paper, fuck haters, fuck yall, standing tall, retaliation, sit on yall Chris is the prince of RnB, me hella of hip hop We got it on lock, and we on tour, thats whores money when I get bored Tatted up like a mother Swear to God its too Yeah, my and wrist freezing or just Bow Weezy You know nigga, shout out to the O nigga You know I be Smoke cause of depression, there aint no question Get rappers in the business, put me in to test it
I'm the man in this Fuck a flow at least a hundred in this bitch I'm the man in this Bout to blow at least a hundred bands in bitch