featuring 702
[Rampage] (702)
Yeah come on come on check it out
(Rockkkkkkkkkk)
This is how we do it
(Roll)
Yeah come on everything
(Rolllllllllllllllll)
Flipmode Violator
(I like...)
Check this out
(Say roll dig the... you roll)
Verse One: Rampage
I went into the Mirage parties on charge
10 bottles of Dom P I'm feelin' so large
Chickens shakin' they asses like ya don't care
Guess what (what?)
This is the party of the year, flooded out Cartier
Tell 'em stop and stare
Rocks in my ear
Weighing two point eight, so I'm livin' life straight
Fuck all you player haters, I got them Now-And-Later gators
The mad future flavors
Niggas pass 'em like a pack of Life Savors
My whole cup is lime green, Flipmode is on the scene
Call me the black Charlie Sheen
The rap Itty Ammine
That makes you wanna scream, throw ya hands in the air
If you know what I mean, I countin' one (one!)
Like a basketball team
Makin' sure that you shake your ass
Till you fall out on the ground, you better bring you oxygen tank
We gettin' down
Chorus (702)
I wonder why...
We're getting so much paper
I wonder why...
And that I've never, that I've never feel
(Never feel like that)
I wonder why (why)
We're getting so much paper
I wonder why (why, why, why, why, why, why)
Verse Two: Rampage
Gramp I'm a Big Willie, from New York to Philly
I Take You To The Streets like Billy
Shady niggaz actin' silly
They watch my back, I still got my
