Ropo and DJ P MontaNa, you know
Charley BigGie begsize witty and chatty
Iskaba
Ohhhhh, see em, girl, them'a haters
Ehhhh, ohhhh ahh, say I too much
Some say that I' two much
But them tell her say I' three much
Some say that I'm four much
So I, so I woke in a venom
Stars in the ceiling;
I sEe the haters can't fan on
I still dey hail when you talk about me; so read on
Fair man get high with me
Bad man Move fly with me
Because on a PJay shii
That's why girl them, them want die for me
Am so high [high]up in the sky
PJay shii; bad Man, they can see the shii
On the ground, you can't see the shiit Feeling like Tupac
All eyes on me
Feeling like Tupac- all eyes on me
Feeling like Tupac
All eYes on me
Babe super but she wanna dance for me
I got the fine girls for the A-Class
I dey Presidential for thE X-Class
My Real Gees pull up in the G-Class
I fit for your girl for the G-5
Bad mAn want try moi
Gat goons that would die for me
20-man-them cannot try me
I gat man them they would rise for me
Ma lo; I miss you so
Spend all my moNey on your oh uh oh oh ahh
I need your body, bring it next to me
Cos they need to know [yea yea yea, oh ohh]
I need some more
