Reggie... Reggie! (Aowwww)

Reggie... ladies and gentlemen

We gon' do it like this

INTRODUCING!



Yo, ay, the brother with a haircut

Rhymes, got your mind in a bearhug

Ladies, this one to pin your hair up

This year, I have the tighter Airs up

They say I'm lil' cocky when I'm battin

Pardon me Duke, it's my anxiety attackin

That just happened, next cover, it's me

with bullshit hoes like them Stepbrothers

Yeah, a nigga tight when he let loose

It's Reggie, that man, he's signin Shaq too

New Jersey believe me I'm on the rescue

My track record on track like {?} tune

Hip-Hop, I need her back on the beat

That's why I'm blood, even my underwear brief

That's, me, I'm, street

H.N.I.C. rip shop and I, breeeathe nigga

on the purp' and the backwood

The young crowd like, "How he still that good?"

I'm a East coast rider mayne, WHASSUP?!

So capture the master of the rapture

Huh, Japan think I'm so fly

the ladies want the cream of Sum Dum Guy

Sip my mai-tai, connect my wi-fi

to my watch and tell her you want Reggie then I'm, OUT



I fly like a rock star

Cause I'm far from a gentleman

And when it come to my MU-SIC

You can see what I'm gettin at, shorty shorty, ay

Shorty, shorty, ay

Shorty, shorty...