Songwriters: Ambrosius, Marsha; Carter, Dwayne; Diamond, Michael; Horovitz, Adam; Rubin, Rick; Smith, Justin Gregory; Yauch, Adam Nathaniel;
“Ay Foxx, we just livin’ our life right?”
4 and 3 and 2 and 1
4 and 3 and 2 and 1
“Weezy, Jus Blaze”
Now everybody let’s get dumb, dumb de dumb
Dumb du dumb de dumb
Da dumb da, de dum, dum da dum de dum
Known for making ladies scream and jumpin’ out they socks
Yes, it’s all real
(Real)
I’m king of the hill
(Hill)
Call [unverified] pack them up and ship another mil
Told ya last time but I swear ya’ll must not understand me
To my Grammy family like encore Oscar aunt Emmy
Acting like ya’ll got many got that kinda guap
You gotta wheel it with a semi baby
Get your friends inside with me
Common girl, just ride with me
Plenty of girls that wish they could be standin’
On the side of me, I can see the look up in your eyes
But the lookin’ at your thighs, lips and hips
Make a [unverified] naturize
Girl, the cash flow within my crew is rising to the top
Like a highway robbery we doin’ 90 in the drop
Let’s go to the strip, baby, then go home and strip, baby
Bounce it like them drums on this blaze shit, baby
Girl, just say the word, can we can break out like the pox?
But you got 4 seconds for I’m right up out the spot like
4 and 3 and 2 and 1
4 and 3 and 2 and 1
‘Cause you know I’m number one
Girl, you know I’m number one
Baby, you know I’m number one
That’s right, I said I’m number
Now everybody let’s get
Now everybody let’s get dumb, dumb de dumb
Dumb du dumb de dumb
Da dumb da, de dum, dum da dum de dum
Err body know the name, they call me Mr. Foxx
Swagger on a millie, got the stuntin’ game on lock
Got them hundred dollar bills, I don’t rain, girl, I hurricane
Glory or dollywood, we don’t need to know your name
Yup girl, shake it for me, yep girl, take it for me
My private jet it be waitin’, you can bring a friend and hey
See the diamonds on me, they be shining like a star
I see how you watchin’ me posted up at the bar
We can leave the club and git it right
We can do it all night long, have you singing
Baby, this my song, it’s a number one performer
You gotta be my supporter, we you want
You know I can get it for ya
(Yup)
This goes out to all you haters, yeah, whoever doubt me
I’m a boss, I’m a player, got nothin’ to say about me
Let’s go hit the strip, baby, then go home and strip, baby
Bounce it like them drums on this blaze shit, baby
Girl, just say the work, we can break out like the pox
But you got 4 more seconds for I’m right up out the spot like
4 and 3 and 2 and 1
4 and 3 and 2 and 1
‘Cause you know I’m number one
Girl, you know I’m number one
Baby, you know I’m number one
That’s right, I said I’m number
Now everybody let’s get
Now everybody let’s get dumb, dumb de dumb
Dumb du dumb de dumb
Da dumb da, de dum, dum da dum de dum
Ah em, they call me Mr. Carter, I fly over water
In my own charter, baby, I can turn you on like a phone charger
Baby, I can hit it like a muthaf*ckin’ dodger
If you want a soulja baby, I can be your seargent
And girl, if your gaye, umm, I can be your Marvin
I like hot grits and toast in the mornin’
I hope you turn into a ghost in the mornin’
I pop you up like chicken pox
Shout out to my nigga Jamie Foxx
We tighter than some sticky socks
I be in slickest drop, listenin’ to some Iggy pop
And I’m from the dirty, I say f*ck the broom and a mop
He’s so sweet make her wanna eat the candy store
1 2 3 4
Let’s go hit the strip, baby, then go home and strip, baby
Foxx and Lil Wayne on this blaze shit, baby
Girl, just say the word ‘n we can break out like the pox
Plus you got 4 mins for I’m right up out the spot
4 and 3 and 2 and 1
4 and 3 and 2 and 1
‘Cause you know I’m number one
Girl, you know I’m number one
Baby, you know I’m number one
That’s right, I said I’m number
Now everybody let’s get
Now everybody let’s get dumb, dumb de dumb
Dumb du dumb de dumb
Da dumb da, de dum, dum da dum de dum
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