Lyrics:

[BUSTA:] Yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah. Turn my music up (C'MON) Turn my music up (C'MON) Truck shit now (C'MON) Truck shit now (C'MON) Truck shit now (C'MON) Truck shit now (C'MON) Turn my music up (UHH) Turn my music up (UHH) Truck shit now (C'MON) Live nigga bully foot brassed up on rap shit now. Check it out now [VERSE 1:] Yeah, yeah, yeah re-lax that shit you talk Before I sick my bitch on you that'll bounce with your dick on a fork I'll bring a bigger storm to calm your clouds I own a couple things; I even own a farm with cows I own the moment when my niggas run deep through crowds Like how a pregnant woman breast milk leek through her blouse A lot of niggas like to wish on a star don't give a fuck who you are I know some niggas that'll piss on your car Now see, every time we step in a place I give y'all niggas shit that put a foul look on your face And rob ice like I was never more able Don't drink coffee 'cos my diamond be cutting the glass on the table Hey, I be the lost found tribe of 'Jabas' Bust niggas then I plant another bomb in your ass And then I put my students all in a class To clear my ruler ship And make y'all niggas fucked up doin' the math [HOOK:] One time now (C'MON) Truck shit now (C'MON) Truck shit now (C'MON) Turn my music up (C'MON) Turn my music up (UHH) Truck shit now (C'MON) Truck volume (C'MON) Truck volume (C'MON) [CHORUS:] I know ya-wanna-get up-on it Let me-show ya- how we do Every-time we-drop that-shit you Know we-put it-down for you (HEY, HEY) [VERSE 2:] How many times