Lyrics:

One, two, we don't stop
C'mon, c'mon, we won't stop
We won't stop, you don't stop
You already know that I am the man
And I'm always right and never wrong
You already know that I am the man
'Cause I'm always right and never wrong
Yo, check it out, I'm the trife one
Ceez, you got weed? Let me light one
Girls of different cultures, Chinese to the white ones
Home players, wild thing girl slayers
Cuties, big booties, big gay coogies
Black, white beautiful, ain't nothing I won't do for you
Back sides so thick, won't fit inside a hula hoop
Shine on me, baby, pour wine on you, baby
I'ma drink it off your back, got a problem with that?
Fellas get me, sip Cris', count fifties
Blitz Phillies, early girls are better doing wheelies
This the trife world, ain't gon' be nasty, you a nice girl
Bliss clay ball dress, diamonds with white pearls
Wild thing know, do lot of things low
Make a wise man grow to a live man show
Only problem with the trife one is I stay low
Blowing loud with guys who got they eyes on my dough
We got riches, we got bitches
You want drama, we got guns
I'm that kid from Harlem World
And you know where I'm from
Now my team is out for green
And you know exactly what I mean
So any clique tryna stop us
Is a clique that get seen
Ayo, wherever I go, buy all hydro
Lye low, so I don't get harassed by five-oh
Used to be in the red top, getting my head slopped
From the old school hoes that swallow the eggnog
I chill, of course, until I feel I'm the boss
Until they got Lil' Cease face on The Source
Got girls that be thorough, that's on another level
Tell me I'm your hero, Ceez de Janeiro
Need a wild thing so the child could swing
Pull her hair back and foreplay and piles of cream
Bet Ceez break the crutches with a crowded team
Fulfilling wishes to their misses with a thousand dreams
I got mouth to feed, pretty childs to breed
If you're good at drinking babies, then swallow the seed
When it come to the sex, I like it better on your knees
Before I hit the kitty cat, gotta check it for fleas
We got riches, we got bitches
You want drama, we got guns
I'm that kid from Harlem World
And you know where I'm from
Now my team is out for green
And you know exactly what I mean
So any clique tryna stop us
Is a clique that get seen
Ayo, nobody used to speak to me
'Til all this paper got me geechi-gee
Now every broad keep beeping me
Frequently, blow the frequency just to speak to me
Yeah, sleep with me, but recently
Get proposals of indecency
But Cam cost a penny, so now I want more than Demi
But I ain't lousy, matter fact, we could get rowdy
But only green papers with the faces arouse me
Now I don't know what a woman think, but girl, I'm top ten rank
But I only get hard when I see Ben Frank in the bank
And don't pay, then baby, don't show up
But know what? Better catch me 'fore my price go up
I'm a whole slut for the dough, but
I want the paper to come 'til I throw up, so girl, grow up
You need to slow up the stash, I ain't all about ass
'Cause a nigga like Cam, all I need is my cash
I want my money right
We got riches, we got bitches
You want drama, we got guns
I'm that kid from Harlem World
And you know where I'm from
Now my team is out for green
And you know exactly what I mean
So any clique tryna stop us
Is a clique that get seen
We got riches, we got bitches
You want drama, we got guns
I'm that kid from Harlem World
And you know where I'm from
Now my team is out for green
And you know exactly what I mean
So any clique tryna stop us
Is a clique that get seen
We got riches, we got bitches
You want drama, we got guns
I'm that kid from Harlem World
And you know where I'm from
Now my team is out for green
And you know exactly what I mean
So any clique tryna stop us
Is a clique that get seen