Songtexte
Yeah
It's
the
heater
Planet
Asia,
J.
Wells
Worldwide
We
gon'
take
this
one
from
the
West
to
the
East
To
the
East
to
down
South
From
the
South
to
overseas
Yeah,
come
on
Knock,
knock
(who's
that
at
the
door)
It's
P.A.
baby
with
the
Don
and
the
Mo
Now
honor
my
flow,
it's
15
years
in
the
making
Now
it's
just
16
beers
in
Jamaica
I'm
the
hip-hop
Barry
White
with
hustler
tales
'Cause
my
voice
make
honeys
wanna
touch
theyselves
Just
give
it
to
me
girl,
shake
ya
booty
ma
Make
a
nigga
wanna
turn
you
to
a
movie
star
Jacuzzi
in
the
car,
I'm
'bout
to
lose
it
y'all
Who
would
have
thought
your
baby
boy
would
be
a
superstar
And
in
the
hood
all
my
peoples
know
I
spit
it
hard
Two
thousand
and
what,
y'all
cowards
'bout
to
get
a
bar
And
mines
is
gritty,
spend
a
lot
of
time
in
the
city
Minding
my
business,
grinding,
I'm
high
as
the
diddy
Find
me,
now
that's
a
military
assignment
And
if
anybody
told
you
I
ain't
the
hottest
then
they
lying
30
Inch
rims
on
the
truck
(it's
all
big)
Bottles
poppin'
off
in
the
club
(it's
all
big)
After
party
up
in
your
crib
(it's
all
big)
And
people
show
you
nothing
but
love
(it's
all
big)
Next
day
do
it
again
(it's
all
big)
This
time
you
and
your
friends
(it's
all
big)
No
need
to
worry
ma
you
know
we
got
ends
(it's
all
big)
Stop
frontin'
girl
just
hop
in
the
Benz
(it's
all
big)
Verse
two,
ayo
I'm
R-A-W-E-S-D,
the
Acknickulous
one
Oww,
the
greatest
man
alive
I'm
just
stayin'
alive,
I'm
keepin'
y'all
sayin'
I'm
fly
Right,
right,
word
bond
man
really
though
I
never
mess
with
silly
hoes,
just
chicks
with
brains
(At
your
local
college
dorms)
We
sneak
past
the
R.A.'s
Hit
your
dame,
fast
in
a
flash,
quit
the
game
But
young
age
got
bars
to
tie
I'm
trying
to
get
enough
cash
to
buy
the
cars
that
fly
Airplanes
with
the
bars
inside
30,000
Feet
high,
squat
deep,
spittin'
bars
inside
P.S.2,
X-Box,
see
my
crew
Make
suckers
wanna
be
that
cool
Lookin'
at
us
like
we
got
fooled
But
kick
rocks
once
the
heaters
move
(But
back
to
the
song)
Miras
move,
come
on
30
Inch
rims
on
the
truck
(it's
all
big)
Bottles
poppin'
off
in
the
club
(it's
all
big)
After
party
up
in
your
crib
(it's
all
big)
And
people
show
you
nothing
but
love
(it's
all
big)
Next
day
do
it
again
(it's
all
big)
This
time
you
and
your
friends
(it's
all
big)
No
need
to
worry
ma
you
know
we
got
ends
(it's
all
big)
Stop
frontin'
girl
just
hop
in
the
Benz
(it's
all
big)
Damn
girl,
shake
it,
there
you
go,
back
it
up
When
God
made
you
he
gave
the
whole
package
(But
don't
stress)
I
was
born
to
work
it
with
no
practice
No
houses,
no
couches,
no
mattress
(Sexy
and
nasty)
That's
what
they
tell
me
but
um
Somehow
they
always
end
up
at
the
telly
and
um
Somehow
they
good
looking
friends
start
trailing
And
inhale
what's
in
the
other
room
that
they
smellin'
Or
trailin'
just
because
of
what
they
homegirl
was
tellin'
them
So,
it's
only
right
I
keep
it
tight
and
take
care
of
'em
And
you
can
have
'em
for
the
rest
of
your
life
But
I'm
just
tryin'
to
have
the
rest
of
the
night
Don't
need
no
stress
in
my
life
Don't
need
a
person
asking
questions
to
fight
Speak
not
a
word
ma
unless
it's
polite
'Fore
I
invest
in
a
plight
'Cause
all
I
need
is
affection
tonight
But
when
it's
over
it's
stacks
aight,
now
let's
ride
30
Inch
rims
on
the
truck
(it's
all
big)
Bottles
poppin'
off
in
the
club
(it's
all
big)
After
party
up
in
your
crib
(it's
all
big)
And
people
show
you
nothing
but
love
(it's
all
big)
Next
day
do
it
again
(it's
all
big)
This
time
you
and
your
friends
(it's
all
big)
No
need
to
worry
ma
you
know
we
got
ends
(it's
all
big)
Stop
frontin'
girl
just
hop
in
the
Benz
(it's
all
big)
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