music Now get your ass on the dance floor and move it I have the savoir faire I'm the reason everybody here I say get up! I make it hot, I make it hot in here
what to find Everywhere and all of the time It's bending my mind Confusion's prince is at my door The crown I wear is the one he wore He's here to bring
behind the sun Waitin' for the Prince to come Praying for the healing rain To restore my soul again Just a toe rag on the run How did I get here? What
with a lotta stuff in it (Uhh, uhh, uhh) Give it to your friend, let's spin Everybody lookin' at me Glancin' the kid, wishin' they was dancin' a jig Here
go through this about two-hundred more times So to you all the kids all across the land, there's no need to argue Parents just don't understand Okay, here
dick like Swiss hole y'know handcuff shit like Supreme bitch y'all broads is ancient I'll bank your whole shit top draft pick like I'm the prince Nasheem
interesting, the best thing since wrestling Infesting in your kid's ears and nesting Testing, attention please Feel the tension, soon as someone mentions me Here
Out here, the good girls die And the sky won't snow Out here the birds don't sing Out here the fields don't grow Out here the bell don't ring Out here
and he'll tell you it's true It's a fact, music makes you violent Like Michael Jackson telling little Timmy to be silent You don't believe me, here's
Here we go!) Two crazy big stars from opposite worlds 'Bout to set this track on fire (Yeah, she's the queen of country) He's a comedy prince Makin' something
traveled over hills and mountains On a cold December night just like this For they knew what was going to happen Mary would give birth to the Prince
dude, shit's real You a target, niggaz in Houston want you killed Facemob until it's over, Southside the pipes Dirty Third in this bitch, J. Prince for
the dirt, now you the bitch that's in the skirt I'm passed the motherfucka out here paying his dues Not the average nigga out here rapping claiming he
I got them rocks again and them blocks again, until the cops come in But see they better bring the SWAT my friend Because I promise that we not runnin' Nigga, we gon' be here
in the sattle makin ya trunks rattle If I had one dolla, for every nigga who though that Face fell off, this whole world would be bought Fuck that, I'll be here
to be invited to the ball Every Portia, Guinevere and Janet Would come by coach or boat to be here Most would swim the moat to be here Just to be
's a zoo with a rhino Ok he know he gunna have to step up on a c note Starbucks Hazelnut vanilla capo-chino Rose greeco Flyer den a? Get your prince truck
[Young Jeezy:] On 285, I don't know where I'm goin on 285, I drink when I drive I just love when I'm high, I don't know here I'm goin, on 285, on 285,