[Intro: DJ Khaled]
DJ Khaled, We the Best Music
We The Best, We the best,
[Hook: Chris Brown]
I need to know
if you came here with somebody else
Tell me your here by yourself
You got a story girl I can tell
you need help
tell me how anyone latley asked
how you feel
I want to know how you feel
I want to know girl everything about you
Everything about you
I make time for how long I live
I want to know everything about you
[Verse 1: Young Jeezy]
Tonight I can't sleep, we livin' in Hell
First they give us the work, then they throw us in jail
Road-trip ya, I'm trafficin' in the white
Please Lord, don't let me go to jail tonight
Who me? I'm a soul survivor
Ask about 'em in the street, the boy Jeez a rider
A hundred grand on my wrist, yeah, life sucks
f*ck the club, dawg, I rather count a million bucks
[Verse 2: Yamine]
Yamine with verse
I promise I won't hurt ya
Last night I remember me with Porche
It was a dream
no it was a feam
Back in the day they was
messing with Yamine
DJ Khaled is the best
While Young Jeezy
roll up on 21 with the vest
We on the same track
with Chris Brown and Tyga
when FlipTunesMusic comes up
like a survivor
[Hook: Chris Brown]
I need to know
if you came here with somebody else
Tell me your here by yourself
You got a story girl I can tell
you need help
tell me how anyone latley asked
how you feel
I want to know how you feel
I want to know girl everything about you
Everything about you
I make time for how long I live
I want to know everything about you
[Verse 3: 21 Savage]
I sit back and read like Cat in the Hat
21 Savage, the cat with the MAC
21 Savage not Boyz N The Hood
But I pull up on you, shoot your ass in the back
Stuart Little, heard these n*ggas some rats
Pockets full of cheese, b*tch I got racks
I'm a real street n*gga, b*tch
I am not one of these n*ggas bangin' on wax
pus*y n*ggas love sneak dissin'
'Til I pull up on 'em, slap 'em out with the fire
Wet your mama's house, wet your grandma's house
Keep shootin' until somebody die
So many shots the neighbor looked at the calendar
Thought it was Fourth of July
You was with your friends playin' Nintendo
I was playin' 'round with that fire
Seventh grade I got caught with a pistol, sent me to Panthersville
Eighth grade started playin' football
[Verse 4: Tyga]
Ah, ay babe, this my new sh*t
I'm the black Richie Rich with the roof missing
If it don't make dollars, don't make sense
Z, wake up like I gotta get it
And I got an engine full of trunk space
I get money three ways, f*cking b*tches three ways
7 different foreigns plus she no hablé
But I make that b*tch walk for some cheesecake
Yeah, I'm the coldest n*gga, icy
Looking in the mirror like I wish I can be me
She too into me, I'm more into money
My hobby's her body, that pus*y's my lobby
I'mma eat it, I'mma eat it
I don't lie, hold my di*k, too conceited
Uh, told her she's my wife for the weekend
[Hook: Chris Brown]
I need to know
if you came here with somebody else
Tell me your here by yourself
You got a story girl I can tell
you need help
tell me how anyone latley asked
how you feel
I want to know how you feel
I want to know girl everything about you
Everything about you
I make time for how long I live
I want to know everything about you