| Lyrics: | Noreaga - Verse 1]
Ay yo, we was chillin, on the low
Yo in Vegas, this was at the Magic
Show
Had my PNB clothes and my West Coast hoes
Get me at the airport, I'm at the
MGM
Smoke Swisher Sweets and Zigs and Zags
Drinkin Brandy straight, out a tall ass
glass
They call em Maurice's, I'm wit E-40
Mack-10 yo and that nigga W.C.
Yo in the
lobby of the hotel, it's off the hook
They got no more rooms cause the shit all booked
But
last night I'm wit Wesley Snipes
Gettin drunk in Cheetah's just feelin aiight
I had to
bounce early though, gotta catch a flight
Told Swizz Beatz give a pound to him and his
peeps
I had to bounce in the limo, get somthin to eat
Ay yo, I'm bouncin in the limo
gettin somthin to eat
It Go...
[Kelis - Chorus]
Cocaine business controls
America
Illegal business causin hysteria (4x)
[Noreaga - Verse 2]
On my way to
the airport, the limo drive
And then this cat pulled up in a pure white five
He said he
hate me and he wished that I'd die
I rolled the window down and I said what's up
I said
fuck you, then I rolled the shit back up
I paid it no mind, just drove off tough
And then
the driver said to me, yo they followin us
Now I'm a little scared
But I'm still
prepared
I'm like one deep wit one gat, nigga I'm here
Then I thought to my self, yo I'm
near LaGuardia
Let me cut through the hood and have my niggas just body it up
Have my
niggas on the block playin the cut
Call em up, when you see the white five fire it up
At
this point I'm poppin shit, knowin I got it
"Come On Motherfucker!!!", out the sunroof I
yelled
Hopin these niggas still follow me and still don't bail
It
go...
[Chorus]
[Pharrell & (Noreaga)]
Ohh(what, wha-what, what)
Ahh
Ohh, that shit is gangsta, Ahh
Ohh(what,wha-what, what) Ahh
Ohh, that shit is
gangsta, Ahh
[Noreaga - Verse 3]
My niggas was on the block like I planned
They
hit the passenger side up and killed his man
I hopped out the limo and just spinned
around
Hit the ground, my niggas tried to hit the clown
I said chill, he say he wanna see
me die
So let me hit the nigga up, blow him kiss good-bye
Adios!
Now I just gotta be
ghost
I gave my niggas a pound, and then I just hand em the toast
The limo driver got
scared and tried to bounce on me
And yo besides the heat, I had an ounce on me
Bullet
proof vest feelin like an couch on me
I called the hood cab, oh-5, came real fast
I had to
bounce real quick, get up off da ave.
And yo motherfucker that's what I did
Ay yo, I still
hit the airport and caught the flight kid
To all the haters, it don't even matter cause we
still got doe
[Chorus til fade |
