Ooh, this that new end. This is the remix. You know we had to do the remix. I used to
put them birds in and out of town. You know we had to do it. She said, yo, new shit pumping,
you make us so proud. Come on, come on. We've been wanting something this good for a while.
But I'm not fooled by both them dimples on your face.
The world been waiting for this! Bad boy! Get it, mate! Diddy, not Troy.
Now all you hear is New York this, New York that. Let's keep it real, motherfuckers, I brought New York back.
G -Union and the Stu Dipset, two facts. I even got Mason 9 -5 Puff on the track.
Running with the classic feel, 9 -5 Mack. Sneak this or tweak this, no replies, you whack.
Tables done turned like a DJ gig. Play your hater, I'm doing it big.
Troy Abb got the streets in a frenzy, though. I bought the spotlight back, you should thank me, no.
I'm coming up, though, my first still on the flow. All my stones flowless, you see me glow.
Now here's what'll probably happen if you're mad at this. You might get yourself shot or make me fuck your bitch.
Either way, I'm busting. To end all discussion, it's the key mix, and I'm that nigga, stop fucking.
Said your new shit pumping, you make us so proud.
We've been wanting something this good for a while.
But I'm not fooled by both them dimples on your face.
When we dance, I felt that fit fall on your waist, and you know.
You ever made love on a G7? Total collet, don't stop till we see heaven.
Harlem King with black features. You ever rode on white horses on black beaches?
They clear ports, we clear portals. Time travel, don't confuse us with mere mortals.
You do slipping, we too cool for loose slipping. Move different, booze on the roof, but true sipping.
Made your life different, blink, you might miss it. Even though I hit it, first time we kicked it.
Who set a place for you? Who coached you in the huddle? Who penthouse views make the ocean look like a puddle?
And I love her, can show it different. We be hunting in 45th, man. Come on.
I'm just trying to call you my lady. I have you feeling like Harlem in the 80s.
Said your new shit pumping, you make us so proud.
We've been wanting something this good for a while.
But I'm not fooled by both them dimples on your face.
When we dance, I felt that fear fall on your waist.
Heat rooms like a thermometer. 240 on my odometer.
I don't trick, I pimp, I give no gifts, but stick even on Hanukkah.
She acts in my favor, I said I promise you. If I cheat, I'm triple timing you.
Cause we don't do no welfare, pay for no health care. That's what you got Obama for.
I got my CPs from CP, got my Yeezys from Yeezy.
The chick with my umbrella, she look like RiRi. You don't believe me, you ask PD.
Getting money from me too easy. I feel like Holyfield. I got the Brooklyn Bros by you.
Already got my cake, I'm just here for icing.
My nigga Glu to try to school me to the game. We was balling so much, they try to bullshit the game.
Said your new shit pumping, you make us so proud.
We've been wanting something this good for a while.
But I'm not fooled by both them dimples on your face.
Cause when we dance, I felt that fifth ball on your waist.
You know, okay, you ain't seen me in a while, huh?
And Nancy came one day, I'm smelling like some loud, huh?
Well, fucking with your friend, I know I did her foul, huh?
But even still, she fucked me now by the louder.
I get the money and the power, too much to resent.
Ain't even know her with the broad and she take a pic.
Thirsty bitch, I'ma fuck you with a dirty dick.
When they locked up a gig, you already letting that egg go.
She said your cake's too complicated, B4 Tribe.
I had her and ate more of her, ladies, you know how.
Missionary doggy style, man.
No matter how you slice it, our destiny's in the writing.
Written on the wall, you fuck with them other guys and you can stand to lose it.
But talking now, that's on Tyson.
Gay, you stuntin', paper gon' make a remote your license.
Said your new shit pumping, you make us so proud.
We've been wanting something this good for a while.
But I'm not fooled by both them dimples on your face.
Cause when we dance, I felt that fear fall on your waist.
And you know, she like my style, she like my flows.
It ain't no Chuck and Boss, you know.
I came so far from Dylan Blow.
Been on my grind and now it shows.
And ain't nobody sound like this.
We ain't the same, they rolled that dick.
Fuck them lames, get down with this.
Pop champagne, girl, shake your hips, hips, hips.
