作曲 : Griffin, Moss, Williams | |
Uh, Neptunes (Neptunes) | |
Uh, Bow Wow, aka, The Don, The Dutch | |
Fo' show, Star Trak, collabo | |
[Chorus x2 - Bow Wow] | |
They call me Bow Wow, The Don, The Dutch | |
Ask the girl, man she know what's up | |
They call me Bow Wow, The Don, The Dutch | |
(The Dutch) get out my face, homie don't get smacked up | |
[Verse 1 - Bow Wow] | |
When's the last time ya seen, a MC so clean | |
I do my thing, they do even think I'm sixteen | |
I gotta couple of cribs, push a couple of cars | |
I pull the Mazeratti out the garage | |
That's how I ride, I'm worldwide, international | |
Say you better, whatever, don't be irrational | |
See me passing you, why going ya lost | |
Hit you at the light, and I'ma dust ya Porsche | |
'Cause I'ma dope MC, and I'm down by law | |
Fremelay her on the way to New York | |
To you MC's, who jock my style | |
You better freeze, 'fore I get hos-tile | |
You wanna peice, but ya not like Bow | |
As you can see, I'm much realer | |
Was born to get on and preform, get scrilla | |
The freshest of the fresh, the best, you know it | |
[Chorus x2] | |
[Verse 2 - Bow Wow] | |
Everywhere I go, sold out shows | |
So many chicks, all over the globe | |
I got a GR plane, I fly it a lot | |
Girls be on board, all over my jock | |
I kicks lotsa game, jewels galore | |
On the scene, should I go Velour | |
Some girl in Spain, by the name of Deja | |
Chill wit Ming Ling, when I'm down in Asia | |
Ain't nobody, my same age | |
Flow like I flow, when I gets on stage | |
Number one hits, you know my style | |
Y'all know how I get down | |
I rock funky fresh gear, that's what I'm about | |
The Jordans, is brand new, but mines ain't out | |
I got braids, durag, a new white tee | |
What I need what an eighty, when I rock minks | |
[Chorus x2] | |
[Bridge] | |
Baby your so cooool | |
I feel so cool | |
Baby your so cooool | |
I feel so cool | |
[Chorus x2] |
zuo qu : Griffin, Moss, Williams | |
Uh, Neptunes Neptunes | |
Uh, Bow Wow, aka, The Don, The Dutch | |
Fo' show, Star Trak, collabo | |
Chorus x2 Bow Wow | |
They call me Bow Wow, The Don, The Dutch | |
Ask the girl, man she know what' s up | |
They call me Bow Wow, The Don, The Dutch | |
The Dutch get out my face, homie don' t get smacked up | |
Verse 1 Bow Wow | |
When' s the last time ya seen, a MC so clean | |
I do my thing, they do even think I' m sixteen | |
I gotta couple of cribs, push a couple of cars | |
I pull the Mazeratti out the garage | |
That' s how I ride, I' m worldwide, international | |
Say you better, whatever, don' t be irrational | |
See me passing you, why going ya lost | |
Hit you at the light, and I' ma dust ya Porsche | |
' Cause I' ma dope MC, and I' m down by law | |
Fremelay her on the way to New York | |
To you MC' s, who jock my style | |
You better freeze, ' fore I get hostile | |
You wanna peice, but ya not like Bow | |
As you can see, I' m much realer | |
Was born to get on and preform, get scrilla | |
The freshest of the fresh, the best, you know it | |
Chorus x2 | |
Verse 2 Bow Wow | |
Everywhere I go, sold out shows | |
So many chicks, all over the globe | |
I got a GR plane, I fly it a lot | |
Girls be on board, all over my jock | |
I kicks lotsa game, jewels galore | |
On the scene, should I go Velour | |
Some girl in Spain, by the name of Deja | |
Chill wit Ming Ling, when I' m down in Asia | |
Ain' t nobody, my same age | |
Flow like I flow, when I gets on stage | |
Number one hits, you know my style | |
Y' all know how I get down | |
I rock funky fresh gear, that' s what I' m about | |
The Jordans, is brand new, but mines ain' t out | |
I got braids, durag, a new white tee | |
What I need what an eighty, when I rock minks | |
Chorus x2 | |
Bridge | |
Baby your so cooool | |
I feel so cool | |
Baby your so cooool | |
I feel so cool | |
Chorus x2 |
zuò qǔ : Griffin, Moss, Williams | |
Uh, Neptunes Neptunes | |
Uh, Bow Wow, aka, The Don, The Dutch | |
Fo' show, Star Trak, collabo | |
Chorus x2 Bow Wow | |
They call me Bow Wow, The Don, The Dutch | |
Ask the girl, man she know what' s up | |
They call me Bow Wow, The Don, The Dutch | |
The Dutch get out my face, homie don' t get smacked up | |
Verse 1 Bow Wow | |
When' s the last time ya seen, a MC so clean | |
I do my thing, they do even think I' m sixteen | |
I gotta couple of cribs, push a couple of cars | |
I pull the Mazeratti out the garage | |
That' s how I ride, I' m worldwide, international | |
Say you better, whatever, don' t be irrational | |
See me passing you, why going ya lost | |
Hit you at the light, and I' ma dust ya Porsche | |
' Cause I' ma dope MC, and I' m down by law | |
Fremelay her on the way to New York | |
To you MC' s, who jock my style | |
You better freeze, ' fore I get hostile | |
You wanna peice, but ya not like Bow | |
As you can see, I' m much realer | |
Was born to get on and preform, get scrilla | |
The freshest of the fresh, the best, you know it | |
Chorus x2 | |
Verse 2 Bow Wow | |
Everywhere I go, sold out shows | |
So many chicks, all over the globe | |
I got a GR plane, I fly it a lot | |
Girls be on board, all over my jock | |
I kicks lotsa game, jewels galore | |
On the scene, should I go Velour | |
Some girl in Spain, by the name of Deja | |
Chill wit Ming Ling, when I' m down in Asia | |
Ain' t nobody, my same age | |
Flow like I flow, when I gets on stage | |
Number one hits, you know my style | |
Y' all know how I get down | |
I rock funky fresh gear, that' s what I' m about | |
The Jordans, is brand new, but mines ain' t out | |
I got braids, durag, a new white tee | |
What I need what an eighty, when I rock minks | |
Chorus x2 | |
Bridge | |
Baby your so cooool | |
I feel so cool | |
Baby your so cooool | |
I feel so cool | |
Chorus x2 |