This is, this is, this is, hot
The flyest shit in the world
I can't think of nothing else to say
I got the urge to scream out
Pull out the bird, lets me out
And I don't know about you
But I'ma get it popping like I'm supposed to do
Don't hold your breath girls breathe out
Sweat out your perm, pull your weave out
And tell the world it's time
That we gonna be here, we gonna scream out loud
If you got something to prove
And you feel the same way
Then people throw your hands up and
You want to dance then get down
You tryna chill then sit down
Don't let nobody tell you what you're supposed to do
You want to go, now you grinding
Tryna to the bedroom, tryna do no timing
I know you feel this rough
And if you wit me people, let me see your hands up
If you got something to prove
(Say I if you feel it, yeah)
(You already know who it is)
Then people throw your hands up and
My nephew getting older and he's starting to talk
Now my mom's got sick and she can't walk
No high school diploma, but I know math
Ain't write one song, and she still want half
Best father in the world is what my son'll say
Won't stop â€~til you broke, that's what his mom's will say
But hey, them the type of games she play
What the streets they ain't do so bad without me
This is thug motivation, just part of the program
And all you gotta do is stack cash to pass
Don't mind me, I'm just thinking out loud
Purple haze got my head in the clouds
Getting to it, let's just face it
We can make it if we try, make it if we try
I know we'll make it if we try
If you got something to prove
And you feel the same way
Then people throw your hands up and
Get into it, let's just face it
If you got something to prove
And you feel the same way