Uh, uh yeah
Your boy is back
Yeah uh uh yeah
Your boy is back
I know y'all miss
the bounce
Need to bounce for
the sexy you know
Yeah ma,
your dude is back
Maybach roof is back
Tell the whole world
the truth is back
You ain't got to argue
about who could rap
'Cos the proof is back
just go through my rap
New York New York
yeah where
my troopers at
Where my hustlers
where my boosters at
I don't care what
you do for stacks
I know the world glued
you back to the wall
You gotta brawl to that
I been through that,
been shot at
Shoot back
Gotta keep the peace
like a Buddhist
I ain't a New Jack
nobody
gon Wesley Snipe me
It's less than likely
move back
Let I breathe Jedi Knight
The more space I get
the better I write
Oh never I write
But if ever I write
I need the space to
say whatever I like
now just
You know I stay fresh
to death. I brought you
from the projects and
I'ma take you to the top
of the globe so let's go
Uh uh uh-huh uh-huh
It's just me
And I gon tell you again
let's get ghost
in the phantom
You could come by
yourself and you
could stand him
Best believe I sweat
out weaves,
give afropuffs
like R.A.G.E.
Aw you get if
you could move it
Back it on up like
a U-Haul truck
And run and tell them
thugs you heard
Hovi knew sh*t
He and the boy for real
make beautiful music
He is to the east coast
what Snoop is
To the west coast what
Face is to Houston
Young Hov in the house
is so necessary
No bra with the blouse
is so necessary
No panties in jeans
that's so necessary
Now why you frontin
on me is that necessary
Do I to you look like a lame
who don't understand a bra
with a mean shoe game
Who's up on
Dot Dot Dot and
Vera Wang
Ma are you insane,
let's just
You know I stay fresh
to death. I brought you
from the projects and
I'ma take you to the top
of the globe so let's go
Uh uh uh-ha uh-ha
It's just me
Uh uh
It's so necessary right
That's right
it's a groove
It's a groove
Uh uh bring it back
Young Hov in the house
is so necessary
No bra with the blouse
is so necessary
No panties in jeans
that's so necessary
Now why you frontin
on me?
Let's go to my hotel
'cos this don't go well
With them S Dots,
gotta stay fresh ma
Ma, I don't shop
what the rest buy
Oh no ma please
respect ma
Jiggy this is probably
purple label or that BBC
sh*t or it's
probably tailored
And y'all nigga's
actin way too tough
Throw on a suit get it
tapered up
and let's just
You know I stay fresh
to death. I brought you
from the projects and
I'ma take you to the top
of the globe so let's go
Uh uh uh-huh uh-huh
It's just me
Sing along
Yeah, uh
turn your radio up
Woh!
Put your hands in
the air if you're
in the club
Snap your fingers now
Woh ah woh
Uh uh yeah uh
your boy is back
Uh yeah uh uh
the bounce is back
Uh yeah
Hov is back
Uh yeah
Peace!