Janet Yellen

Lyrics

[HOOK #1 - ESHAM] Ooh, ooh Lookin' at you Lovin' this view Feelin' brand new 'Cause I'm feelin' so true Girl, this song is 'bout you If I was in Texas I'd be like, "What it do?" Ooh, ooh Lookin' at you Lovin' this view Feelin' brand new 'Cause I'm feelin' so true Girl, this song is 'bout you If I was in Texas I'd be like, "What it do?" [VERSE 1: ESHAM] But I be like, "What up, though?" 'Cause you know I'm from the Mo- Town, put it down East side, got the crown I done been around the world And I'm comin' back around Round of applause When you hear me Clap 'em down I was born up in New York I learned that new talk Was raised in Detroit 'Cause I'm a D-boy Yes, yes ya'll I'm fresh No need to guess, ya'll North, South, East, or West Ain't no best, ya'll Oh no, baby don't go Gettin' money fast But I spend it real slow I'm a pro, though Reel Life logo R-L-P, not Ralph Lauren Polo [HOOK #1] Ooh, ooh Lookin' at you Lovin' this view Feelin' brand new 'Cause I'm feelin' so true Girl, this song is 'bout you If I was in Texas I'd be like, "What it do?" Ooh, ooh Lookin' at you Lovin' this view Feelin' brand new 'Cause I'm feelin' so true Girl, this song is 'bout you If I was in Texas I'd be like, "What it do?" [HOOK #2 - MASTAMIND] Damn who's she Lookin' at who, me When she walk by Got me thinkin', "Ooh wee" I think she likin' how I do me Survivin' this game is Small thangs to a G Damn who's she Lookin' at who, me When she walks by Got me thinkin', "Ooh wee" I think she likin' how I do me Survivin' this game is Small thangs to a G [VERSE 2: MASTAMIND] I'm from the motherfuckin' D Where the bitches hate fuckin' for free I got a few stacks So it's nothin' for me Make her play bartender Fill the cup up for me Make her play the role Of a stripper and a wife Let her lay low Let me get this life When they gon' catch up to the Vroom, vroom When they gon' salute To The Devil In The Moon God damn, I hope it's soon I know she's down 'Cause she singin' my tunes Rollin' with me Rollin' something short of loyalty In Alabama I will call you my shorty In the Deep South I'mma stay deep in her mouth In case she got some ill shit 'Bout me to speak about Respect, like The Godfather You might see me hard at work But I'mma party even harder [HOOK #3 - ESHAM] Oh, oh Baby out cold Finna get 'sposed Curlin' my toes 'Cause I'm feelin' so prose Yo, this song is 'bout 'yos If I was in Detroit I'd be like, "What up, though?" Oh, oh Baby out cold Finna get 'sposed Curlin' my toes 'Cause I'm feelin' so prose Yo, this song is 'bout 'yos If I was in Detroit I'd be like, "What up, though?" What up, though What up, though What up, though What up, though What up, though What up, though What up, though What up, though What up, though What up, though What up, though What up, though [OUTRO] "They want to kill me, do you understand that? They've come through time from the future to kill me!"