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" Sensei (Remix) "
MLK, fatality
Sensei, yeah, ooh, ooh, sensei, yeah
Sensei, yeah, ooh, I'm your sensei (Whoo Kid)
Yeah, sensei, yeah, ooh, ooh, sensei
Sensei, yeah, ooh, I'm your sensei
Hold it down, don't never get caught out of bounds (down, brrr)
Get dope, lost Jose, I'm out of town (brrr, brrr)
Pay the price, good deal, pay the price (price)
Where the vibe? White girl singing like she Kelly Price (vibe, ooh)
Up and down, ass jumping up and down (down, down)
Blue flame, strippers in here dolling up (flame, yah)
Beat the case, yesterday I beat the case (case, beat the case)
Your mistake, judge made a big mistake (mistake)
Bitch, I'm your
Sensei, yeah, ooh, ooh, sensei, yeah
Sensei, yeah, ooh, I'm your sensei
Yeah, sensei, yeah, ooh, ooh, sensei
Sensei, yeah, ooh, I'm your sensei
Hustle Gang nigga
Kinky shit, shit, yeah, yeah
All the way in Barbados
Ho we lit, uh huh, yeah
Got 5 or 6 in my pay roll, check it
See your bitch with me, ain't no tellin'
150 with me, ain't no debit
I'm the shit nigga, let your ho tell it
Never seen the crib, we just hotel it
If I tell her come in the slow store
For the dick nigga, she a moped it (Whoo Kid)
Call me so petty, cry nigga, cry on my path you gon' regret it
A mandatory demonstration for a violation
Consequences, teach lessons
Pray the strip dancer, God keep blessin'
Like thick bitches in sundresses, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Sensei, yeah, ooh, ooh, sensei, yeah
Sensei, yeah, ooh, I'm your sensei (MLK)
Yeah, sensei, yeah, ooh, ooh, sensei
Sensei, yeah, ooh, I'm your sensei
I got something that I need to show, babe
You gon' learn today, I'm your sensei, sensei
Just follow my lead
Let me bend that ass-
Hustle Gang nigga
" What I Do "
Just in case you forgot (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
We go by The Runners
Hol' up, hol' up, Chris Brown
This what we do, we do this
I be throwin' up my cash, actin' like money ain't a thang, yeah (Yeah)
I'm speedin' down the fast lane, stuntin' and they mad 'cause they can't, yeah
I'm feelin' like I can't lose
And when they ask me 'bout the cars, and the girls, and the cribs
I just tell 'em it's what I do, it's what I do
It's what I do, hey, it's what I do
Everywhere I go they show me love so I give it back
Throw a couple stacks up in the air 'cause I'ma get it back (Oh)
See something sexy up in here, I'ma bring it back (Bring it back)
They keep on runnin' back (Runnin' back), they keep on comin' back (Yeah)
Everybody knows CB, see me sittin' in the front row, Playoffs
Stuntin' with my J's on and it's all for them haters (Yeah)
Yeah, we get into that guap, boy, my money too long, boy (Ooh)
We do this for fun, boy
I be throwin' up my cash (Yeah), actin' like money ain't a thang, yeah (Yeah)
I'm speedin' down the fast lane, stuntin' and they mad 'cause they can't, yeah
I'm feelin' like I can't lose
And when they ask me 'bout the cars, and the girls, and the cribs
I just tell 'em it's what I do (It's what I do), it's what I do (It's what I do)
It's what I do, hey, it's what I do (Woo!)
Ah-na-na, ah-na-na
Ah-na-na, ah-na-na
Ah-na-na, ah-na-na
Ah-na-na
Ayy, ayy, it's what I do
Single once again, I'm 'bout to go where I never been
Gone with the wind 'cause that other ish irrelevant (Yeah)
We can get it in, I mean get it in
And I got stamina so don't forget to bring a friend
Nah, bring ten but they gotta be tens
Now that's a hunnid them, let The Runners in (Yeah)
Yeah, swag heavy like an elephant
My CD's sellin' out, you ain't married to the game, you celibate
I be throwin' up my cash (Yeah), actin' like money ain't a thang, yeah (No, no, yeah)
I'm speedin' down the fast lane (Speedin' up), stuntin' and they mad 'cause they can't, yeah ('Cause they can't, yeah)
I'm feelin' like I can't lose
And when they ask me 'bout the cars, and the girls, and the cribs
I just tell 'em it's what I do (It's what I do), it's what I do (It's what I do)
It's what I do, hey, it's what I do (Yeah, woo!)
Ah-na-na, ah-na-na (Yeah)
Ah-na-na, ah-na-na (Yeah)
Ah-na-na, ah-na-na
(Oh, this here is what I do, homie)
Ah-na-na
(This here is what I do, homie)
Ayy, ayy, it's what I do
I keep cash on me, no Black Cards (Black Cards)
They don't know what them is, I deal with hood broads (Hood broads, yeah)
That's a .9 on me, that's no iPod (iPod)
You want my watch, homie, gimmie five bricks for it (For it)
I got the Maserati, I hit a lick for it (Lick for it)
When old money talk, that's when I pay for it (Pay for it, yeah)
Seven car fleet, and all 'em mine (Mine)
Four broads with me, and all 'em dimes (Dimes)
Six chains on me, and all 'em shine (Shine)
I got my bread right, feel like I'm 6ix9ine
Ain't just hot in mine, I'm hot in every city
She want a pretty boy, I brought Chris Breezy with me
I be throwin' up my cash (Yeah), actin' like money ain't a thang, yeah (Yeah)
I'm speedin' down the fast lane (Yeah), stuntin' and they mad 'cause they can't, yeah
I'm feelin' like I can't lose
And when they (When) ask me 'bout the cars (Cars), and the girls (Girls), and the cribs (Cribs)
I just tell 'em it's what I do (It's what I do), it's what I do (It's what I do)
It's what I do, hey, it's what I do (Woo!)
Ah-na-na (Na-na), ah-na-na (Na-na)
Ah-na-na (Na-na), ah-na-na
Ah-na-na (Na-na), ah-na-na (Na-na)
Ah-na-na (Ah-na-na)
Ayy, ayy, it's what I do
" Rock Your Body "
Whine up pon it to the rhythm (to the rhythm)
Come a little closer, why you distant? (Why you distant?)
All over my body, feel the friction (feel the friction)
Yeah, baby, it's me that's in your system (in your system)
Kill it, girl, your body lookin' vicious (lookin' vicious)
Meditating on you like a scripture (a scripture)
Ain't at church but she pull up in them Christians (Christians)
Long time, I go love you like it's vintage
Go forward, go back and forward, oh
Enjoy it, just pick your poison, oh, ooh
Go slower, go fast, go slower and around and around
Go back and forward, ooh
Rock your body, your body, your body, ooh
Rock your body, your body, your body, ooh (your body, your body, your body)
Rock your body, oh gimme what you got, I'm holding on
Oh, rock your body on me now
Why you always lookin' at the time though? (Time though)
Baby, when you dance on me time slows (time slows)
Murder everything, go that nitro (nitro)
Take you back to my space like a typo (typo)
Tell me how to reach like a high note (high note, oh yeah)
Skin tight, never need lipo (lipo)
I can see us with my eyes closed (eyes closed)
Pull it to side like 5-O (5-O)
Go forward, go back and forward, oh
Enjoy it, just pick your poison, oh, ooh (just pick your poison)
Go slower, go fast, go slower and around and around (slower, and around and around, oh)
Go back and forward, ooh (rock your body)
Rock your body, your body, your body, ooh
Rock your body, your body, your body, ooh (rock your body, your body, ooh)
Rock your body, oh gimme what you got, I'm holding on (rock your body)
Oh, rock your body on me now
Go forward, go back and forward, oh
Enjoy it, just pick your poison, oh, ooh
Go slower, go fast, go slower and around and around (slower, go fast, go slower and around and around)
Go back and forward, ooh, ooh
Rock your body, your body, your body, ooh
Rock your body, your body, your body, ooh (rock your body, your body, ooh)
Rock your body, oh gimme what you got, I'm holding on (rock your body)
Oh, rock your body on me now
" Early 2K "
Beep, beep, beep, beep with a east side thing
Chillin' on the west side
Hella thick, thick, hit me with the invite, yeah
So we can let it play through
Takin' our time, tasting it
And let it play through
No rewind, it's her favorite
Yeah, maybe I deserve your
Peaches and cream
'Cause I've been tryna figure out if there's any more, any room in those jeans
Slowly, we be crazy in love
When I put you to bed, yeah
SoCo, baby, what about us?
'Cause when I want you, you do
Tell your ex nigga, he can be quiet, be quiet (Yeah, yeah)
And let you ride (Uh)
He gon' need to be quiet, be quiet (Yeah, yeah)
And let you ride (So)
So we can let it play through (Let it play)
Takin' our time, pacin' it (Ooh)
And let it play through (Let it play)
No rewind, it's her favorite (Ooh wee)
You should let me love you
You remind me of a girl
Baby, let me buy you a drink
Girl, we've been on repeat
Thoughts of you, you and me
I can't get 'em out my head (Oh, whoa)
Kodak, memory, picture this
We were both butt naked in the bed (Bed)
If you let me lay you down (Yeah-yeah, ha)
We'll be buried in the sound (Yeah-yeah, hey, hey)
Tell your ex nigga, he can be quiet, be quiet (He can be quiet, he can be quiet)
And let you ride (Oh)
He gon' need to be quiet, be quiet (Be quiet, be quiet)
And let you ride
So we can let it play through (Ow!)
Takin' our time, pacin' it (Ooh)
And let it play through (Let it play now)
No rewind, it's her favorite (Favorite)
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (Favorite)
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (It's her favorite)
By the way you speak out loud, loud
And say what it is, yeah (Ooh yeah)
I ain't come to play around-round
You know what it is (Oh-whoa)
Spread a little love right now
I can stand the rain
You can say my name (Uh)
I could ease the pain right now
And never be the same
Tell your ex nigga, he can be quiet, be quiet (Yeah, yeah)
And let you ride (Uh)
He gon' need to be quiet, be quiet (Yeah, yeah)
And let you ride (So)
So we can let it play through (Let it play)
Takin' our time, pacin' it (Ooh)
And let it play through (Let it play)
No rewind, it's her favorite (Ooh wee)
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (Favorite)
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (It's her favorite)
Let it play
Baby, just let it play
It's her favorite
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (Favorite)
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (It's her favorite)
Oh, ooh wee
Ooh-ooh-ooh wee
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
" One Of Those Nights "
Just in case if you forgot
Aye-ye-ye (Party)
We go by the Runners
Okay, wassup, you feeling alright?
I'm good, feels like one of those nights
I got my crew with me and I brought my swagger too
When you hit the door, you better check your attitude
Okay, okay you do you your thing, I ain't mad at you
But I'm on a different level, check your latitude
I think it might be one of those nights
It feels like one of those nights
Yeah-Yeah-Yeah-Yeah, it's gotta be one of those nights, nights, nights, nights, nights, nights, nights, nights, nights
Oh yeah, it feels like one of those nights
Nights, nights, nights, nights, nights, nights, nights, nights, nights
I think it might be one of those nights
Nights, nights, nights, nights, nights, nights, nights, nights, nights
Oh yeah, it feels like one of those nights
Oh yeah, watch me as I elevate (Woo)
I got my peoples with me, we about to celebrate tonight
Night, night, night, night, night
Celebrate tonight
Night, night, night, night, night
Ha ha, yeah, okay them other clubs ain't jumpin', I am bored of it, I'm bored of it
Them hatin' people, people, I'm ignorin' it, ignorin' it
More drinks are on the way and yes, I ordered it, I ordered it
And you don't have to pay 'cause I afforded it, okay
I keep the party fuckin' jumpin' 'cause I'm rockin' funky beats
I be up inside this bitch, just playin' heat to melt ya feet
All the ladies gettin' crazy to that big fat bass
When I step inside this bitch
It's like I own this fuckin' place, I'm in the house
I think it might be one of those nights (Okay, okay)
It feels like one of those nights (Okay, okay)
Yeah, it's gotta be one of those nights
Oh yeah, it feels like one of those nights
Nights, nights, nights, nights, nights, nights, nights, nights, nights
I think it might be one of those nights
Nights, nights, nights, nights, nights, nights, nights, nights, nights
Oh yeah, it feels like one of those nights
Oh yeah, watch me as I elevate (Woo)
I got my peoples with me, we about to celebrate tonight
Night, night, night, night, night
Celebrate tonight
Night, night, night, night, night
Ha, look, I got them bottles of that ooey, supermodel, super groupies
I be spittin', call it lugie, I'm the shit, Mr. Poopy
With all this smoke and all these lights, so turned up, it's one of them nights
401, that's what I like, but I gotta know if you're fuckin', right
My man CB is on the floor, just rockin' 'em, just rockin' 'em
Pop lockin', shock and shufflin' on top of 'em, on top of 'em
I'm will.I.am and still I am, so ill I am, I'm killin' 'em
In the club just chillin' with them ladies and them, yo
I got my crew with me and I brought my swagger too
When you hit the door, you better check your attitude
Okay, okay you do you your thing, I ain't mad at you
But I'm on a different level, check your latitude, yeah
I think it might be one of those nights
It feels like one of those nights
Yeah, it's gotta be one of those nights
Oh yeah, it feels like one of those nights
Oh yeah, I'm 'bout to elevate (Woo)
And I'm chillin' with my people, 'bout to celebrate tonight
Night, night, night, night, night
Celebrate tonight
Night, night, night, night, night
Feels like one of those nights