Lyrics:
the remix, its an honor my n*gga
I made rap one blood, that say I'm signin' wit Jigga
I got rappers gettin' mad at me
I got these new jack rappers tryna clap
says "you."
Now he wouldn't let Jack Johnson on board
They said this ship don't haul no coal
Fare thee well Titanic,
Fare thee well.
It was
the money
He acted real funny
He hocked up a rock and
It TOTALLED my car!
Oh, do you
Know any trucks
Might be bound for THE VALLEY?
I don't wanna
we don't give a damn what they say
And this is the, the remix, baby
Come a little closer, let daddy put it on ya
Need you to know, what happens
they want us down and out like Kanye and Cam
They wanna beef with May, the heat do spray
DJs, here's a track that you need to play
I heard Eurogang broke
stop just because
The people in the crowd are watching us
'cause we don't give a damn what they say
This is the- the remix baby
(Usher)
Come a little
When you're down in Deep Ellum, put your money in your shoe
Don't ask what your country can do for you
Cash on the barrelhead, money to burn
Dealey
cases, don't say jack (WOO), don't talk work cause they tape that (WOO)
Don't sell the work where we lay at (no), and don't spend the bread you can't make
REMIX Unk what it do
im back one mo again with another one
2 steppin gettin jiggy baby have some fun
they said it couldnt be done as i got it crankin
2
of them New York DJ's are jealous
I don't give a FUCK about Funkmaster Flex
He don't give a FUCK about me
They ain't playin my shit on MTV, a bunch
and the alimony
Is why I'm broke, but I don't care because
My impact is mandatory in a age of fake and
I'm perplexed by the hate
Why flex in your songs if
They
or maybe jack and sprite
A case of Coors light and its on tonight
We talking about a party down on Johnson's farm
Late night country trouble we don't mean
the power like Jack Johnson
So you'll never see my greatest hits on mix tape
Cuz if you see my greatest hits, they'll be sent to your face
M'guaranteed
on
The homie Great John on the beat, by the way
Don't Come Outside, Volume 3 out now
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
I'ma fan Heavenly Father but
get money (money)
Broke to the left, we don't want it (we don't want)
I'm the one they love to hate but they can't get past (uh-huh) (On and on it
fit
Now this is a smash hit
Produced by Scott Storch
The effort I'm gone put forth
I'm ma blaze a track like a human torch
In H-Town we do it up
Chop
problem!
(heeey, NOOOOO)
Some niggas blowed up fore they growed up
(Ok) they got some money and act
Like they don't know us (CA$HVILLE)
So now you know what?
Yo, rated X, smack you off the stage when I'm vexed
No sweat, I crack a cold case of Beck's
Guess whose back? The jack of all trades is next
Shorty this gon' be your favorite song
DJ Drama
And this is the remix
Baby, I don't know about you, but my wish came true
Matter of fact, let me
name is Iverson
I lost my ring, but I'm trying man
What if police started dying man?
Up in the streets, where they fire man
By any means, I'm a Malcolm
and I don't know any snitch
And if I ever did I'd show up outside where they live yeah
Blood is thicker than water that's how I'm raised
And I'm in
Oh, by the way, got a tip for J cole
Just shut your cake hole
Oh, hey Dolan Dark, these aren't memes
They're stolen art
You need to see a doctor,
books by Malcolm Nance
I yelled "Oh hell no!"
There's a problem with this schism
They got to you and not I need to do an intervention
I called my friend
and I'mma just gon' play
And bitches be tripping
Cause they don't wanna ever stay
Down with a nigga when a nigga's doin bad
So I get my cash and I act mad
I
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