Lost Boyz

Lost Boyz - Day 1 lyrics

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(Intro: Bink)

Yo, you ready by there?

All right, One Shot Deal Productions

Bring it to ya live straight from South Jamaica, Queens

LB FAM



(Mr. Cheeks)

YouknowhatI'msayin?

Number one man bandit!

Shout-outs to JB, can't forget my man J Mose

Some of that Gangsta Flex, my man Sexy Flex moved out 

I can't forget my man JR, what, what 

Say no more, Scott, Big L, my man, what, WHAT

Hahaha, it's all real, it's Lost Boyz baby

This how we do now, back now, you on this here now



(Mr. Cheeks)

Yo, yo, yo a nigga like me is in this here rap game

Niggaz actin like Mr. Cheeks ain't the same 

But first of all I make cash moves outta state 

And I can't help but if my shit is tryin to go platinum

Lately, you see my team is X-rated 

Ah, the deal, peoples know how I feel

I still love my family and friends 

Just because I'm bouncin in and out of state, and we collectin ends 

They think shit has change, like up the words 

Psst, this is some ex shit that sounds absurd 

I be spendin cash on everybody I know (I KNOW)

So don't act like I know 



(Chorus: Mr. Cheeks)

This is how we do 

Represent for my fam and crew 

My man Bink got that shit that makes me smoke and drink

We tickle bitches pink, bring the feathers

Yeah everybody we know how we do 

Everyday we smoke, we drink the brew 

Bounce with the peoples that love to have fun 

We've been getting down since Day 1

Everybody just know how we do

Everyday we smoke and we drink the brew

Bounce with the crews that love to have fun 

We've been getting down since Day 1



(Mr. Cheeks)

Yo, yo, yo my brothers Freaky Tah you be getting high 

And that's, no mother, fuckin lie 

Until the day I die, I'ma always puff lye

Niggaz, take care of people, still some tough guys 

Yeah, yeah you right, I run with my mens

We be in the caravan countin up the Trans kid 

Or sold the fifty dollar bill

We be givin competition, your motherfuckin cheddar's

Fuck what you wear, rap ain't about rappin about your clothes 

No wooly I suppose that you're ill

Kid I gotta, see your skill, I got that 

shit to pay the rent and shit to pay the bills 

So yo, stop the maddest, my crews not the baddest 

I tuck em in the night craner, blood rollinWe can't fuck with no glasses…

(SO YO, WHAT'S WITH THOSE SHORTIES YO

YO THOSE CORNERS & THOSE REGULARS, WORD UP)

…bring the corpses, yeah



(Chorus: Mr. Cheeks)

Everybody know how we do 

Everyday we smoke, we drink the brew 

Bounce with the peoples that love to have fun 

We've been getting down since Day 1

Everybody just know how we do

Everyday we smoke, we drink the brew

Bouncin with my people that love to have fun 

We've been getting down since Day 1



(Mr. Cheeks)

Be the star of your show, show be your star

I rip niggaz when I come to the bar

Order me a JD, niggaz lookin shady 

at me and my team and my main ladies 

Stop that, you need to just chill

See I'm that nigga with the real rap skill

I'ma drop a bomb and I, stay calm and I 

even if I handle fire alarm

Cause I stay in situations

Niggaz be fuckin with only food dilations

That's all around town, we get down 

First of all, you best to make a call and I'll, I'll

be, comin, aiyyo I got this mans spot 

you should've filled up drummin 

My man Bink make me wanna bounce 

Puff on the lye and drink a forty-ounce

One more time now…



(Chorus: Mr. Cheeks)

Everybody know how we do 

Everyday we smoke and drink the brew 

Bounce with the people that love to have fun 

We've been getting down since Day 1

Everybody just know how we do

Everyday we smoke and we drink the brew

Bounce with my people that love to have fun 

We've been getting down since Day 1 



(Outro: Mr. Cheeks)

Word up, shit that's your own fuckin, move us 

KnowI'msayin, e'rybody that's livin

All my niggaz that's locked down keeps ya fightin 

Word up, gotta keep it tight, like this one time 

We represent Queens it's NYC representers

Yo, yo Queens Most wanted is in the house 

My man Rob, he's in the house

My man QB, he's in the house 

My motherfuckin Bink Gator's in the house 

No doubt, what, what (we in the house)

My man Spank G he in the house

It's, it's Freaky Tah he in the house 

My man Pretty Lou he in the house

My whole main Compton crew, bounce 

Everybody is outside, bounce 

All of my niggaz upstate, bounce

All of my niggaz downstate, bounce

All of my boyz outta state, bounce
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