Chorus:
U like the cars, U want the stars no no no no still can’t get none
U watch me ball, with all my dogs ya mad cuz ya can’t get none
When they bump my hits, it makes U sick no no no no U still can’t get none
U see the life, U want the life be mad cuz ya can’t get none
Now I’ve got a little problem with
Yall sit back, relax, listen to this
Don’t U hate when folks in yo biz
Come on put your hands up, if you heard me
Can’t stand a bugaboo, oh no, please don’t hate me, please let me go
Roll ya eyes when my clique roll by
2 big black Mercedes drivin’ U crazy
We got to speed, ride, let’s go, really don’t care if everybody knows
Now we gon sell out big shows U wanna be down we still say no
Chorus
I don’t understand a hater mind
Why the hell they spend all they time
Instead of they own they all worried bout mine
Come on put your hands up if U heard me
All I wanna do is shine with my girls, take long trips all around the world
Worked a lot for the things we got,
That’s the reason why we stay so hot
We got to speed, ride, let’s go, really don’t care if everybody knows
Now we gon sell out big shows U wanna be down we still say no
Chorus 2 x
Come on put your hands up
We ain’t tryin’ to hurt nobody this one here for all my shorties
Just want yall to Jesus lifted his last restraint
At the end of the century
And I couldn't even begin to tell you
What he saw in her anyway
She threw her head back
She threw her head back
And that beauty spilled out across the high way
Like a glittering trail of venom and diamonds
Coming down off a mountain of pills
Designed to keep him in ecstasy
And I couldn't even begin to tell you
What he saw in her anyway
She threw her head back
She threw her head back
And that beauty spilled out across the highway
Like a glittering daughter of Isadora Duncan
This is the last fucking time
This is the last time
She's a slow harbor
Looks at me as she comes
Insect sounds in the field
She's the breeze
Takes away the fear in me
Takes away the fear in me
This is the last fucking time
This is the last time