Yeah.

I got the mic.

in my hand and you know we gon' tear it up.

There ain't nobody who can stand to us.

Put your hands in the air and pay attention, I swear, wherever we go.

You're going to shut me down.

Because I'm a rude boy.

Cause I'm a Rude Boy!

WWS

Win without sinning.

I'll keep poison flow, but what's gin without henning?

Men without pennies, but we still...

Stingy with these binges.

And we've been up in these binges.

Glasses on.

We never friendly.

You can blame the club on us.

Security guard down.

If you're near me, you must want to be cut.

A bus down because we too deep.

Unless you are a groupie, move please, because I'm a brave nigga.

I run over brave nigga.

I come over.

We'll see you next time.

and switch like a light up in anything.

Like I'm right up in your bed.

Like I like a time to quit.

There's a mic in my hand.

And you know we gon' tear it up There ain't nobody who can stand to us Put your hands in the air And pay attention, I swear Whenever we go, we go

We're going to shut it down.

Because I'm a real boy.

Cause I'm a good boy.

Yeah, first we get the money.

And now we want the money.

Get the powers, yeah, yeah, yeah.

life's so great, hate's choke on the young words, you can suffocate, need a

Cause my future's so bright So I'm a motherfucking kingpin Rude boy for life

Backing down.

I don't give up.

No, no.

A couple hundred stacks on the weekend for fun.

And what we do on a day-to-night basis Whips come in cases Winners all aces

Rude boy, bitches, we in all the right places Clear view sky, we don't see no

I got the mic in my hand and you know we're going to tear it up.

Ain't nobody who can stand to us Put your hands in the air And pay attention I swear Whenever we go

You're going to shut me down.

Because I'm a rude boy.

Cause I'm a rude boy The commies say I'm beast, I'm the instrumentist for real And if you didn't know, now you better know the deal Pulling out the whip, my chick, she's poking out the ceiling Boy, you know it's going down, I hate McCoy, he's in the building Ain't nobody gonna do it like I do

Hey, better pay attention if you want to be rude.

Everybody throw your bottle up.

Pour weight in my cup.

Cali to KY, everybody say yeah.

in my hand and you know we gon' tear it up.

There ain't nobody who can stand to us.

Put your hands in the air and pay attention, I swear, cause every week, oh, we

We're going to shut it down.

Cause I'm a rule boy.

Cause I'm a good boy.

I got the mic in my hand And you know we gon' tear it up There ain't nobody who can stand to us Put your hands in the air And pay attention, I swear Wherever we go, we gon' tear it up

Shut it down Cause I'm a rude boy Cause I'm a rude boy