C'mon c'mon ya ya ya ya ya Yeah, now gettin 'em up, gettin 'em up what Gettin 'em up, gettin 'em up what Gettin 'em up, gettin 'em up what Yo, yo, yo What's with the melodrama? Fella's wanna hover in my cypher like a helicopter like it's a special honor The stealth bomba, gem droppa make the ghetto holla Inter-conta-nental Takin' you high like sky divers when we spark with live wires Original cavemen quest for my fire Express my desire to drop this new shit These record executives keep tellin' me, y'all stupid Now if they right, shut the fuck up! Revolutionaries throw your guns up Whether you a bourgie broad who actin' stuck up Or some ignorant cut mutha fucker shootin' the club up We gonna make ya'll feel this, break your spirit If you fake that realness word we bringin' it Bringin' it in from the new millennium to way after that I call these cats Reynolds cuz they plastic wrap Kill all the yappin' lets make it happen You cats ain't real, your just a re-enactment Better yet, dramatization Soon as the director say action you start fakin' I start breakin' The whole joint start shakin' This ain't the time or place for you to prove something Cut the stargazin' yo, move somethin'! Move Somethin' (move somethin') Move Somethin' (move somethin') Move Somethin' (move somethin') Move Somethin' (move somethin') (Word... Alright bring it back to the top) To be continued... lets see what's next up on the menu Run up in you lyrics that be fuckin' with you In the mental, pick any mental: Instru-, funda-, detri- Extra extra large like the borough of Brooklyn the residential Exi-stential this specialist Like sly stone wit my poem and fly song Ride along we capture live great and die strong Word we gonna rock till nothing else matters You catch bodies, we catch excellent cadavers Your next of kin an' shatter stories splattered in the tabloids Erase your trace like your cotton mouth and we peppermint Altoids Step in the high reppin' the spot called flatbush Whether rappers or actors you still feel the gat bust The abstract then becomes the reality Alcoholics like to call it the moment of clarity Kill all the yappin' lets make it happen You cats ain't real, you just a re-enactment Better yet, dramatization Soon as the director say action you start fakin' I start breakin' The whole joint start shakin' This ain't the time or place for you to prove something Cut the stargazin' yo, move somethin'! Move Somethin' (move somthin') Move Somethin' (move somthin') Move Somethin' (move somthin') Move Somethin' (move somthin')

You know I woke up this mornin' people The first thing I did was to look into your eyes And in that space where I used to find so much truthfulness There was a stone cold pack of lies You know that somethin' goin' on Somethin' goin' on but I don't know what it is Somethin's goin' on people All right I went on down to the mailbox Seems I got the phone bill yesterday Charging me for some hour conversation From someone in L.A. I know there's somethin' goin' on Somethin' goin' on, but I don't know what it is Somethin' goin' on, behind my back I better get to the bottom of this Now wait a minute, I wanna hear you blow now Go ahead, go ahead, I want you to blow for all the men Whose women who don't keep a true love now I want you to blow for all the people who have to face an empty bed now Go ahead, blow one for yourself blow one for me too Yeah, listen, you got to love your woman in the morning You got to love your woman every night You got to love your woman all the time, and make her feel all right You got to give her what she wants When she wants it, how she wants it And anytime she might think she wants it Ah, when your lovin' your woman people Both you know the score You know it makes a long-time man suspicious To come home, to an unlocked door Your bound to know, somethin' goin' on Somethin' goin' on, but you don't know what it is Somethin' goin' on people I better get to the bottom of this, look out

(Known to let that MAC fly just like my nigga, Doe, blah) Toes white, pussy tight (damn) I'm all these niggas' type Brown skin, tatted up Bad bitch, don't give no fuck (no) Mrs. Take-Your-Man AKA I-Steal-Your-Boo Wonder why that nigga fuck with me? Bitch, 'cause I'm the truth He said, "Damn, Sexyy Red, you sure are a sight to see" (yeah) Tell your baby daddy you ain't comin' home 'cause you're with me All my hoes be hella sexy and you know I stay on fleek He was thirsty for the -, so I gave him somethin' to eat (okay) D-drop top in your city, sign a bitch titties (what else?) Dirty hoes mad, ass fat and I'm pretty (for real) Real street bitch, I know these hoes ain't fuckin' with me (yeah) Go Sexyy, go Sexyy, go Sexyy, go Sexyy (yeah) Sexyy in this bitch, you hoes tighten up (yeah) What you wanna do? 'Cause I don't give a fuck (I don't) Bitch, if it's some beef, let me know, shit, what's up? All that talkin' on the net, that's gon' get your head bust You know I'm the shit, you know I'm the shit (been that bitch) You know I'm the shit, you know I'm the shit (you knew that shit) You know I'm the shit, you know I'm the shit (I been that bitch) You know I'm the shit, you know I'm the shit (you knew that shit) All this ice on my wrist, you know I'm the shit (like blaow) Look how my chain hit, you know I'm the shit (oh, wow) Just got some new titties, you know I'm the shit (damn) I be lookin' real pretty, you know I'm the shit (yeah) Just got my nails done and I'm lookin' too good If you run up on me, I'ma put you in this wood (I'm the shit) You don't want smoke, you don't wanna get into it I'ma keep doin' me like a bad bitch should (I'm the shit) I ain't hard to find, I'm probably ridin' in somethin' red (duh) My nigga caught a body, then he went and cut his dreads (yeah) B-bitch, you ain't tough, I'll slap you in the head (hoe) How you sleepin' on me? You ain't even got a bed (you're broke) Sexyy in this bitch, you hoes tighten up What you wanna do? 'Cause I don't give a fuck Bitch, if it's some beef, let me know, shit, what's up? All that talkin' on the net, that's gon' get your head bust You know I'm the shit, you know I'm the shit (been that bitch) You know I'm the shit, you know I'm the shit (you knew that shit) You know I'm the shit, you know I'm the shit (I been that bitch) You know I'm the shit, you know I'm the shit (you knew that shit) All this ice on my wrist, you know I'm the shit (like blaow) Look how my chain hit, you know I'm the shit (oh, wow) Just got some new titties, you know I'm the shit (damn) I be lookin' real pretty, you know I'm the shit (yeah) (Known to let that MAC fly just like my nigga, Doe, blah)

(What?) (Young Rari) Younn, younn It's Sexyy (what?) Yeah Bad bitches, we like fast cars We like niggas that sell drugs with fast cars (skr, skr) Hellcats, SRTs, nigga, come pull up on me Drive the car fast, do the dash, it make my coochie leak Real bad bitch sittin' pretty, thousand for the week (skr, skr) Fingernails exotic, gotta look cute when I'm smokin' weed Trackhawks, say he wanna eat it, put that shit in park (skr) Bend it over, I'm from St. Louis, say he like my origin Tell that nigga, "Cash out for a whip," if he want my heart Playin' with my coochie while he drive, we on our way to Marks (younn) Put the Benz in sport mode, nigga, I ain't no regular hoe I-I don't do insurance for my whips, this ain't Geico K-k-keep my car, you want some, stupid bitch? Yeah, I right, hoe Diamonds bussin' through the tints and my car a lightshow Dro-drop the top on the 'Rari, hope the wind don't snatch my wig B-bankroll Sexyy Red, bitch, you know I do it big I-I be smokin' Zaza out the pack, you hoes be smokin' cigs Been that bitch since I was in first grade, I put that on my kid Hellcats, SRTs, nigga, come pull up on me (younn) Drive the car fast, do the dash, it make my coochie leak (Real) real bad bitch sittin' pretty, thousand for the week Fingernails exotic, gotta look cute when I'm smokin' weed (uh, uh) Trackhawks, say he wanna eat it, put that shit in park Bend it over, I'm from St. Louis, say he like my origin (my origin) Tell that nigga, "Cash out for a whip," if he want my heart (my heart) Playin' with my coochie while he drive, we on our way to Mark's You drunk? You swervin', I'm Sexyy, so he nervous Bussin' hooks with my nigga in a foreign, servin' (younn) R-real bad bitch, ain't a average, that's for certain He used to can't handle Big Sexyy, but he learnin' B-bounce my ass in traffic, you in a hooptie, hoe, you lackin' Pull up in somethin' fast, you know I bring out all the ratchets D-drive the Hellcat with no license, I'm a savage He used to fuck with lames, now he fuckin' with the baddest (Sexyy) Hellcats, SRTs, nigga, come pull up on me Drive the car fast, do the dash, it make my coochie leak Real bad bitch sittin' pretty, thousand for the week Fingernails exotic, gotta look cute when I'm smokin' weed Trackhawks, say he wanna eat it, put that shit in park Bend it over, I'm from St. Louis, say he like my origin (my origin) Tell that nigga, "Cash out for a whip" (cash out for a whip) If he want my heart (yeah, yeah) Playin' with my coochie while he drive, we on our way to Mark's Hellcats, SRTs, nigga, come pull up on me (younn) Hellcats, SRTs, nigga, come pull up on me (younn) Hellcats, SRTs, nigga, come pull up on me (younn) Hellcats, SRTs, nigga, could've been nuttin' in me (Younn, we out)

Ah-ha, ha Burr (burr) Yeah Bow, bow (yeah), bow Female Gucci mane, big ass diamond chain (burr) Real hood bitch, the North what I claim (you know it) Yo' jewelry hella dingy, for sure my diamonds bling (blingy) Niggas be all on my bumper, but damn, hold up gang These niggas like the way I talk, said they like my slang All in my DM and he tryna give me brain I ain't gotta tell you, you already know my name (it's Sexyy) Bitches tryna be my friend, but I don't wanna hang I'm hella conceited, bitch, I'm sexy as shit I see you steady lookin', baby, gon' take a pic' (wassup) My belly on flat and I got some nice tits (ooh) Walkin' past the mirror, I'm like, "Damn, I'm gettin' thick" 5'5", slim-thick with some juicy lips (mwah) I like hood niggas, fuck with Bloods and the Crips Fresh pedicure, went and got some white tips (yeah) Long exotic weave that come down to my hip F-f-free my baby daddy, y'all be hatin' on him (yeah) Real ass bitch, all my niggas say I'm trim (uh, uh) When I shoot my shot, I'ma score above the rim (yeah) True Religion jeans, B.B. Simon and some Timbs (yeah, yeah) Female Gucci mane, big ass diamond chain Real hood bitch, the North what I claim Yo' jewelry hella dingy, for sure my diamonds bling (it's Sexyy) Niggas be all on my bumper, but damn, hold up gang (you know it) These niggas like the way I talk, said they like my slang All in my DM and he tryna give me brain I ain't gotta tell you, you already know my name Bitches tryna be my friend, but I don't wanna hang (no) F-female Gucci Mane, five percent my cost Ain't no regular shit, nigga, you chillin' with a star T-titties sittin' pretty, bitch, I ain't gotta wear no bra No makeup on, big sexy super raw (I'm Sexyy) All my niggas love me, say, "Sexyy super hard" Ain't tryna fit in with these hoes, I'm pullin' hoes cards I'm hearin' hoes music and they stealin' Sexyy bars (what?) I'm drippin' on these hoes, yeah, bitch, I got the sauce Sexyy in this bitch, Sexyy in this bitch I'm feelin' fine 'cause I'm the shit, I'm famous and rich Too legit to quit, too legit to quit Niggas wanna fuck on me, but I won't let them hit (Yeah, yeah) Burr, burr, burr

(Tay Keith fuck these niggas up) Ou! Ou! Ou! Ouu! (Uh, uh, uh, uh) I'm outta town Thuggin' with my rounds My coochie pink My bootyhole brown Where the niggas? I'm looking for the hoes Quit playin' nigga Come suck a bitch toes Pound town Just left pound town Love my nigga He just took a bitch down Yeah that nigga dick a bitch down Yeah that nigga eat me out Pound town Just left pound town Love my nigga He just took a bitch down Yeah that nigga dick a bitch down Yeah that nigga eat me out I'm out here in Miami Looking for the hoochie daddies Where the niggas that get ratchet My son need a new pappy Too many bitches Where the niggas at I'm tryna get my coochie stretched (yeah) I'm tryna get my coochie stretched (yeah) You know them dreadheads do it the best (oh, yeah) I like a nigga with a check All my niggas give me neck You know I'm sexy, I'm the best (sexy) I'm the shit lil' bitch, I'm next (you know it) I can't say his name 'Cause he cheating (I love you baby) Yeah and I'm the reason (ha-ha) Niggas love a bad bitch What Suki say, nut on my tits (sexy) Pound town Just left pound town Love my nigga He just took a bitch down Yeah that nigga dick a bitch down Yeah that nigga eat me out Pound town Just left pound town Love my nigga He just took a bitch down Yeah that nigga dick a bitch down Yeah that nigga eat me out Ou! Ou! Ou! (Uh, uh, uh, uh)