[Intro]

Yea (yea)

Man, we damn you (man, we damn you)

Remy Ma, ohh

Hey, hey, ahey, ahey, ahey, hey, hey, ahey, ahey, ahey



[Hook]

Yes, sir - you, you and you can git it

Yes, sir - playin' games y'all niggaz jus' won't fit it

Yes, sir - you, you and you can git it

Yes, sir, huh? Yes, sir, huh?

Yes, sir - you, you and you can git it

Yes, sir - you, you and you can git it

Yes, sir - you, you and you can git it

Yes, sir, huh? Yes, sir, huh?



[N.O.R.E.]

I play in charts (in charts) like a baller push a nigga say

And ain't no man who sell a soul like I do it (hey)

Ya AK's in a breakapart, Nore's art

Are you seein' me with that cushion, anybody sucks it, niggaz

You go back in ya' world, you observe

Said you'll always be my man, are you flippin' the birds?

And bitches, you know Obama does it, yea, it ain't fight, fuck 'em

Have you met a nigga, bitches? Fuck it if you try it, suck 'em

My life is great, you haters suck

Have a nice day, what if niggaz fuck'n' speed up?

And yea, niggaz know I hang up, and you wish you ran ya' biz

'Cuz it's dodgin' budget, do it like a rainer

(Yes, sir!) Bring ya' niggaz after bitches in fur

We hold it down on ol' school, an ol' drama occur

Nigga, damn it! This shit a Hollywood

Anywhere, any town, anybody, move around



[Hook]

Yes, sir - you, you and you can git it

Yes, sir - you, you and you can git it

Yes, sir - you, you and you can git it

Yes, sir, huh? Yes, sir, huh?

Yes, sir - you, you and you can git it

Yes, sir - you, you and you can git it

Yes, sir - you, you and you can git it

Yes, sir, huh? Yes, sir, huh?



[Musaliny]

G, G, G, and you ain't feel like I bust it, but I ain't got no way in chirm

But more money - more bitches, more hittin' the birds

Rap shit is too slow, man, give me a porny

And I git that shit fucked up, what's happenin', shorty?

(Y'know) Money make the world go 'round

Or cooler beany jewelry make the girls go down

I got probation, back to back to the BLO teacher

Man, I shut up yo' fake, I make sure all my niggaz keepin' it up



[Maze]

Maze, mack to mack wit' no magic

'04 wit' no craft to the beats, I have 'em wide open

No more lips and hips, whole lotta carrots

They go fo' beats and they git it, I stare at no Chevy's

A way back after 4-6 squash maggots

I be low wit' myself, bitch, too matter of fact

I know, ya ain't got this chillin', you can't touch me

'Cuz when we rap, speakers from the Nann Nigga can't go



[Hook]

Yes, sir - you, you and you can git it

Yes, sir - you, you and you can git it

Yes, sir - you, you and you can git it

Yes, sir, huh? Yes, sir, huh?

Yes, sir - you, you and you can git it

Yes, sir - you, you and you can git it

Yes, sir - you, you and you can git it

Yes, sir, huh? Yes, sir, huh?



[Capone]

My cars flow like I'm havin' a chance

And I'm in the "Best for the street", callin' channel in fashion

And I'm rappin' straight in the breakin' this shank under my tongue

I seek 'em all, wanna nigga like I'm Arleysong

You, you and you is fucker love for the love spaces

Go, people, cash and a walk, the whole place is

Upon that rap, what have you nigga room for yo' paces

Have the CNN bangers on frame and on papers

See if you can dodge walruses like me & my May clips

Pick the champagne and bang it, give you feel of the paces

(Yes, sir!) CNN is back in the bracelets

Give them bloody money on top of New York like skyscrapers

When yo' lass ain't gotta brassiere, can you dress in it, sir?

Show bling like chain, it ain't drama, right herr

Got my booth wit' my hammer, and my go-low-coal

Don't git it twisted, holla, nigga, jus' fuck out the soul



[Hook]

Yes, sir - you, you and you can git it

Yes, sir - you, you and you can git it

Yes, sir - you, you and you can git it

Yes, sir, huh? Yes, sir, huh?

Yes, sir - you, you and you can git it

Yes, sir - you, you and you can git it

Yes, sir - you, you and you can git it

Yes, sir, huh? Yes, sir, huh?



[Outro]

Yes, sir

Yes, sir

Yes, sir