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Whoa And you say New York City (uh huh) Back by popular demand (ah ya ya ya ya ya ya ya) You been waitin' in the bay for us so long baby We had 'em starvin' Hey yo E, the big homie Star studded, my ear lobes is flooded DJ's want to rub it, bootleggers want to dub it Easy does it Ladies love it, cats with big budgets We be gel two jets and Tar Smith luggage Clowns talkin' rubish and pretendin' they thuggish But I'm a young livin' legend like Pee Wee at the Rucker's (uh huh) I was raised outta Queens But rap kept me off of the cover of Fed's magazine Put me in a Gulf Stream Your man done it, push the EX 100 And you don't want it, I got the whole rap game cornered Watch me flaunt it, damn right I'm iconic Soon as Nix find an icy track I slide on it [Chorus] SongtexteI know there's got to be a fine honey With her hands up in this club for me I'm about to get her And I know there's gotta some kind of Chick up off in here that's got the hots for me I'm about to get her See I know there's got to be one sassy little freak That want to leave with me I'm about to get her I know there's got to be a girl that wants to come To V.I.P. and drink with me I'm about to get her The beach front estate, mega yacht by the lake The safe in the floor with a life time of cake Wifey emailing, make my side vibrate Cats can't believe I'm still hot, I got 'em irate The hip hop boss of the Empire State Cats never front on me, they know I drive weight He's the best that ever did it, they call me Cool J They platinum selling or, my skins turning gray Okay They don't know how to act And my B-D-S was miles ago to Cali and back Minimum Private jets in the millennium Plenty of Benjamin's, hot ladies and gentleman (but I said) and I know there's got to be a fine honey With her hands up in this club for me I'm about to get her And I know there's gotta some kind of chick up Off in here that's got the hots for me I'm about to get her See I know there's got to be one sassy little freak That want to leave with me I'm about to get her I know there's got to be a girl that wants to come To V.I.P. and drink with me I'm about to get her I know that it's ridiculous for y'all to picture this The way I keep reein' up, servin' and flippin' this Dot the I's cross the T's meticulous The coldest winter ever and I'm so icicle-ish The movement is flavorful, bags of licorice The drop, the rock, the watch, the necklace There's no forgettin' this, the way that I'm reppin' this My bodyguard's big but do that make me rebelish I'm in the Hamptons, game stronger than Sampson That's why I'm still a teen pop idol like Hanson Young black and handsome, movin' with the cheddar Bring honey to the V.I.P., I'm about to get her Let's go I know there's got to be a fine honey With her hands up in this club for me I'm about to get her And I know there's gotta some kind of chick up off in here That's got the hots for me I'm about to get her See I know there's got to be one sassy little freak That want to leave with me I'm about to get her I know there's got to be a girl that wants to Come to V.I.P. and drink with me I'm about to get her Uh, put your hands in the air Yeah Throw ya hands in the air Throw ya hands in the air Throw ya hands in the air Throw ya hands in the air Throw ya hands in the air Throw ya hands in the air Throw ya hands in the air I know there's got to be a fine honey With her hands up in this club for me I'm about to get her And I know there's gotta some kind of chick up off in here That's got the hots for me I'm about to get her See I know there's got to be one sassy little freak That want to leave with me I'm about to get her I know there's got to be a girl that wants to Come to V.I.P. and drink with me I'm about to get her Uh The definition Yeah Change Change Plenty Uh Cash it in baby From pennies to ten-thousand dollar bills I prefer wires though Yeah Bee Daughtry, E Nix, the definition Tar Smith clothing line baby Uh Yeah Aus Songtexte Mania