We’re Comin’

Guy & Brett - R&B, Rap
We’re Comin’
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Duration: 2:59
Lyrics
[Intro: Teddy Riley] Y'all thought we was jokin', huh? Beat is bomp That's right, yeah That beat is bomp, bomp, bomp Bomp, bomp, yeah, uh-huh It's the G, yo Uh-huh, uh, yo [Verse 1: Brett & Teddy Riley] Ayo, everybody, can I have your attention? I got somethin' to say Y'all lame-ass small-change cats, hunt y'all like prey Bring it to ya raw, no-cut, flow nuts like cashews And yo' comments, keep 'em to yourself, nobody asked you If I had to I'd throw somethin' hot at you that'll leave you cold C'mon, dawg, that ain't platinum, you dipped it in white gold Come between anythin' I love, surely you stop breathin' And y'all thought God was out the game, but sorry, you're not leavin' You won't believe me 'til you see my name in a star, carved in pavement Y'all think this hard? Well, wait 'til I go up in the basement I'ma tell you this once, f*** sayin' it twice I inhale cold, exhale blow and turn it to ice Your time short, honestly, I'm tired of hearin' y'all frontin' Guy-2K featuring Brett watch out, we comin' Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh-huh [Chorus: Guy & Teddy Riley] We got it locked And we got the beats that'll rock, you're not (Yeah) You better be careful not to blow your spot (Uh-huh) And you better work hard, it's gonna take a lot (Watch out) 'Cause we're comin' We're from the streets, from the heart of the wood (Ah) Straight to the beach, talk **** (Yeah) You better watch your speech (Yeah) Or get yo' ass blown straight off your feet (Uh-huh) 'Cause we're comin' [Verse 2: Guy & Teddy Riley] We're comin' Competition is not (Uh), all you wanna-be cats get to runnin' (Cats get to runnin') I'm slick with it, pour it to hot one (Uh-huh) Drop and blow your spot Do you think you can beat me? You counterfeit, and you can't handle the way (Yeah) Now you wanna drop a remix, it's a little too late (Uh-huh) Tryna cop my style, it won't work, stupid ***** Put down the mic before you get your **** bent up (Uh, uh, uh) [Chorus: Guy & Teddy Riley] We got it locked (Yeah) And we got the beats that'll rock, you're not (Uh-huh) You better be careful not to blow your spot (No doubt) And you better work hard, it's gonna take a lot (Uh) 'Cause we're comin' We're from the streets (That's right), from the heart of the wood (Uh) Straight to the beach, talk **** You better watch your speech (Uh-huh) Or get yo' ass blown straight off your feet (Uh) 'Cause we're comin' (Uh, uh) [Verse 3: Guy & Teddy Riley] We're back on top (Ah) You better run for cover 'cause we can't be stopped (Stopped) Keep poppin' **** money, you just might get dropped (Dropped, ssh) 'Cause you didn't know we got that **** on lock We keep on, we comin' (Yeah) So don't think **** is sweet I'm 'bout to drop another million by the end of the week You can't stop it (Yeah), might as well run and cop it You ***** *** ****** can't flock it, we [Chorus: Guy & Teddy Riley] We got it locked (Yeah) And we got the beats that'll rock, you're not (We're comin', uh-huh) You better be careful not to blow your spot (We're comin', uh) And you better work hard, it's gonna take a lot (We're comin', we're comin') 'Cause we're comin' We're from the streets (Yeah), from the heart of the wood (We're comin', uh) Straight to the beach, talk **** (We're comin') You better watch your speech (Uh-huh) Or get yo' ass blown straight off your feet (We're comin') 'Cause we're comin' [Outro: Teddy Riley] It was y'all who thought it was a joke I wasn't lyin'
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Credits
- Writers
- Eric Williams (90s)
- Teddy Riley
- Wesley Hogges
- Antwone Dickey
- Sauce Money