[Intro: Shabba ! Him deh yah S, and a H, and a A, double B, and a A, Always the MOB Do the job, fly the ah mercy, people
[Verse 1: Ranks] Say my name a louder Holla out mi mek I rip up the crowd yah Say it 3 times if a me unu of SHABBA ! SHABBA ! ! Oh man, say it a louder Holla out mi name mek I rip up the yah Say it 3 if a me unu prouf of ! SHABBA ! SHABBA ! Hey, holla out mi name, jump to mi Call out mi name, bawl out mi Nah stop until it hall of fame Say yuh body waan know de same People, out mi name, shout to mi name Call out mi name, bawl out mi Nah stop it reach hall of fame Anytime mi sweat, mi sweat Ah me dem in need of, true crowd Turn non-believer, inna Come a people follow di procedure Mi no but "follow the leader" ago jump off a fool dem shoulder Chop off dem head with mi From Jamaica right back to Shabba Ranking ah true crowd
A$AP Ferg] Sha-Shabba Ranks, Ranks Eight rings like I'm Sha-Shabba Ranks Four chains like I'm Sha-Shabba Ranks One gold like I'm Sha-Shabba Ranks Sha-Shabba Ranks, Ranks Eight gold rings I'm Sha-Shabba Ranks Two bad bitches like I'm Sha-Shabba One gold like I'm
2: A$AP Ferg] Who that stocky nigga with the (Trap you're so trill) I could get a new Bugatti but a rather chill Rather sit up on the and stack it 'till I get a mill What about them old bitches that wouldn't give me Now they a nigga gushy cause a nigga got a deal Rather double up and strap and hit a in brazil (I hit the gun when shit get so real) Two bad in my vehicle Yellow rats like Pikachu Hit it from the got me screaming like Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah Yeezus do Bringing rappers the dead like Jesus do Can't call them bone thugs cause they dude I busta rhyme and flipmode, the flu Ya Ya Ya eat ya crew Butter pecan, Rican, be freakin' and peekin' A hood pope get good throat, I'm skeetin' the She feelin' my team, I her if she feelin' The Weeknd Cause a nigga she ?? "Hey wah yuh singing ? Imma get the bread while I'm I'm the of the year and you better believe it I be barkin' like at you a [?] collision a pedigree [?]
[Verse 3: Me another got a quick trip nigga had to make that money backflip I'm choppin' accuracy Gold on my toilet Master P Lil' mama, she off a daiquiri
Shabba Ranks my finger, please You mad cause you at Mickey D's
Yo nigga, I'm flexin' Hercules
You can take her to the movie and go a film A$AP Ferg, me a pelican Lean, lean, lean, that's my Quavo, old money, Genesis
Takeoff got ten rings, bling, bling, bling For tryna my rings, gun go bang out on the jeweler, ching! Got 'em like Martin Luther King, I had a dream! Actavis, I only sip [?] might extended my If I see the police, my chips and I dip [?] my fingers, we fillin' arenas I up the Hannah Montana ?? I feel like that Keyshia Ka'oir, that double AK-47's, they aim at lip [?] Givenchy, this is ridiculous!
4: Busta Rhymes] Look, nigga, get it straight, you never fuck with my clique, boy Aww shit, quick, hit you with the kick jaw Bone break, you can see the way the tick, tock, tick Funny all these niggas stop, boy Bust' Rhymes back up in the cockpit, spit toxic, always givin' hot shit, boy Niggas see me shinin' 'til he's Any really want Islam dick, boy So much jewelry, nigga priceless out here A lot of rappin' niggas lookin' lifeless out Kill 'em they say a nigga triflin' out here And you can let 'em talk, you who the nicest out here Vroom, vroom, vroom! Bite pussy Better get more yu heard de shot buss, pussy Every time I come here, know I body niggas with it while I murder little rookie And I'm bigger than shorty though her pussy kinda bushy Fuckin' on the low, logo on the hoodie Airhorn blow, my nigga, bwam bwam Let it go, you already know what's really Killin' shit like I'm some of cancer Bag your bitch, now she my dancer I don't understand why niggas like they have to ask who the god is When you what's the answer Chokehold shit 'til they be callin' me Hundred million dollars, safe the plasma Proper with it, 'til he the propaganda And I TEC talk, can we pop your man up On my Ranks On my Sha-Shabba Nigga, gettin' so much It's like I just a bank, nigga
[Hook: Ferg]