It's One One! Yeah! It's One One! It's One One! Yeah! Yeah! Yo, boy's crazy, man. Stop! Mommy work that ass out! Get it on the floor, now you know what I'm on We're a busy truck, let's go, take it to my house And we gon' keep it going till the council come knock Let me hear you say, I like that Now whatcha think about it? I like that Yeah, whatcha think about it? I like that Yeah, now whatcha think about it? I like that Woo! J Mills, some call me the statue Worldwide hustler, but I'm from the airport Rose gold sit on my neck, rose gold sit on my wrist Nigga, I f*** you and your bitch, you better stop Yeah, I know niggas hatin' But they don't snow up near a dollar that I'm makin' Plus, I still walk in any club with my jewels out No security, just me and a couple goons out Who you work for, you know who the boss New blue Yankees, seven and three fours Wherever I'm at, nigga, I'm still New York And my gun got an engine like a Porsche So please don't make it take off Cause I don't care where you from, Mac, dumb I blow your thoughts to the news And be in the spot that night with the clip screaming Most hate it, probably holla at your bitch like Stop, mommy work that ass out Go get it on the floor, now you know what I'm about A busy truck, let's go, take it to my house And we gon' keep it going till the council come knock Let me hear you say, I like that Now whatcha think about it? I like that Now whatcha think about it? I like that Now whatcha think about it? I like that Now whatcha think about it? I like that If you're alone, gotta brag, I ain't gotta front See me when you see me, find out whatever you want I'm livin', but slugs are still givin' Cali, tell them what they better do Everybody wanna telecop ride So next time you see a detective, tell him I was in a drop Ridin' low on ocean, blowin' hella pot Middle finger in the air, bouncin' like pot Wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna Still winnin', homie, you'll always be a runner up You wanna lay up in the Hilton Stupid, I'm tryna lay up in the Hilton Or maybe a Richie, probably Nicky Whichever, I bet you I have him blowin' that sticky Live from the 212, my nigga, you know who It's the Harlem boy that'll slide up on your pool And tell him, stop, mommy work that ass out And get it on the floor, now you know what I'm about You're busy drunk, let's go, take it to my house And we gon' keep it going till the council come knock Hey, let me hear you say, I like that Now whatcha think about it? I like that Yeah, whatcha think about it? I like that Yeah, now whatcha think about it? I like that Nice work, listen, baby, you so crazy Girl, you gon' have to stay in the night I'll put you in my big Mercedes, flip the shades And we can get it poppin' early inside Hey, you wanna shoot jumpers, but I do it how the ballers do Fix your face, you ain't never seen a Ford or a coupe Tell Shorty we could jump in a CLS and hell set And have CL sets until I hear her say Stop, the hate got me lazy Long as my niggas love me, I don't care who hate me She told me she was coming with us, but I knew I had her When I told her the track was for Puff before I drove Dre Sitting at my way, and watch me make a hit from Yankee State to the A Boy, you can catch Jay down in MIA Up in O.B.U. with Cole and Dre, hollering at bitches like Stop, mommy work that ass out Get it on the floor, now you know what I'm about You're busy drunk, let's go, take it to my house And we gon' keep it going till the council come knock Hey, let me hear you say, I like that Now whatcha think about it? I like that I like that And whatcha think about it? I like that And whatcha think about it? I like that Jesus works It's the statue Cole and Dre, they know what it is Catch me down in MIA early Yeah, Khaled, what up? Wanna walk