Get up off yo' ass get up off yo' ass
Get down get down
I'm just old school y'all I'm just old school
But what we got here y'all know what this is (this is?)
It's the groovy punch sipping stereo rippin' sweat drippin'
Like greens and........
It's Topaz Jones
Ooh babe
I tried to keep composure but it's too late
I just want a taste you sweet like kool aid (Yeah you know the red flavor)
One look all it take to catch a tooth ache (God damn)
I don't know what you waiting fo'
In NYC it's all about the weight you throw
It's all *** in the city like HBO
They won't let you in the club it **** up the ratio
On the stage like James no maceo
Once you down already ain't no place to go
2nd down already I got plays to go
Lost control of the cruise like Katie Holmes
Y'all should know not to play with Jones
Worldwide they appreciate the flow
Got a couple checks I just save it tho
I'm no accountant I could count like Basie tho
Lookin round like where my 40 acres go
I bet I burned that about a 8th ago
She say ya better stay away if your paper low
It's her birthday she looking for the cake to blow yeah
Buzzin for you honey bee
I need your sugar rush
Promise baby I won't bite
I'm fiending for your love
Buzzin for you honey bee
I need your sugar rush
Promise baby I won't bite
I'm fiending for your love
Say cheese for the picture sweet like a swisher
You the sugar honey iced tea
They say you're way outta my league
I ain't gotta trick it's my treat
Hands high it's a stick up I ride with my ******
Wouldn't mind you in the front seat
They act a fool can't take 'em anywhere we go
Yeah you cool but getcha hand off my stereo
Chillin with them Kylie Jens kiss made of collagen
I see you modelin at least get some college in
I mean at least get ya GED
The flow sick someone please call the CDC
TBT they ain't see me as a threat look
Now I'm hittin triple double like I'm Russel Westbrook
They get shook when they hear the way I'm coming now
I hold the summer down what's with all the run around
Wild goose chase I'm done with it
I shoot fades y'all duckin it
Y'all shoot bricks you bucketless
Every year I gotta write a new bucket list (ugh)
Don't make me call you by your government
Rappers ain't **** without they publicist
Something's up with these girls on the net
Man the booty on reebok what you pump it with
I'm getting right to the pumpernickel
Traveling like I just double dribbled
Euro stepping i studied the fundamentals
Oughta tell flex drop a ******* missile
A couple issues need addressing right
Academy we teaching lessons like
When you see me better recognize
As bad as she is I might let it slide
Buzzin for you honey bee
I need your sugar rush
Promise baby I won't bite
I'm fiending for your love
Buzzin for you honey bee
I need your sugar rush
Promise baby I won't bite
I'm fiending for your love (Ya know what turn the music off)
