More songs by P-Lo
Description
Producer: P-Lo
Producer: OMGKENNY
Composer: Paulo Rodriguez
Composer: Kenneth Lai
Lyrics and translation
Original
Ayy
Ayy
Ayy, woah
Ayy, ayy
Keep it a hundred plus sixty
Never thought that they could fuck with me
This that ah-ah-ah-ah, mix ten
If being lit wrong, then I'm guilty
I'm the one to clock in when it's time for it
Really in the field like a lawnmower
Money over bitches, keep the mob goin'
Really thought I couldn't, must be not knowin'
Skatin' on shit, Alica Lu
Back, back, lil' bitch, uh, who is you?
Uh, hit 'em with the ah-ah, make 'em move
Thought I told you I'm the one, baby, not the two
Pull up in that new thing
Batman, Bruce Wayne
Make 'em bop for the bops and the crew's paying
On everything
I'm different, 2 Chainz
Peter Parker whips, fuckin' Mary Jane
Really on the mob like every day
The P up in my name, who the player way?
I'm furthest to the left, had to make a lane
She wanna eat it in the morning like bacon eggs
Uh, she an eater
She look too good, I might need her
Bass knockin', red linin' on the meter
On one on the heater
Ayy, keep it a hundred plus sixty
Never thought that they could fuck with me
This that ah-ah-ah-ah, mix ten
If being lit wrong, then I'm guilty
I'm the one to clock in when it's time for it
Really in the field like a lawnmower
Money over bitches, keep the mob goin'
Really thought I couldn't, must be not knowin'
Ayy, ayy
Get it done quick, gotta stay on it
It's a wrap, bring the map, put the bae on it
'Nother day on it, 'nother day to ball
All this gold on me really worth the cost
Baby, what you want? What you talkin' 'bout?
Money long like the line be at In-N-Out
Shit, I'm in and out
Bitch, I'm to the next
This a solo skit, bitch, I'm to the neck
Uh, really ain't much, it ain't no thing
I'm just speakin' my truth, I ain't boastin'
Actin' different, countin' chicken, big protein
In the groove, on the move, big motion
Keep it a hundred plus sixty
Never thought that they could fuck with me
This that ah-ah-ah-ah, mix ten
If being lit wrong, then I'm guilty
I'm the one to clock in when it's time for it
Really in the field like a lawnmower
Money over bitches, keep the mob goin'
Really thought I couldn't, must be not knowin'
English translation
Ayy
Ayy
Ayy, woah
Ayy, ayy
Keep it a hundred plus sixty
Never thought that they could fuck with me
This that ah-ah-ah-ah, mix ten
If being lit wrong, then I'm guilty
I'm the one to clock in when it's time for it
Really in the field like a lawnmower
Money over bitches, keep the mob goin'
Really thought I couldn't, must be not knowin'
Skatin' on shit, Alica Lu
Back, back, lil' bitch, uh, who is you?
Uh, hit 'em with the ah-ah, make 'em move
Thought I told you I'm the one, baby, not the two
Pull up in that new thing
Batman, Bruce Wayne
Make 'em bop for the bops and the crew's paying
On everything
I'm different, 2 Chainz
Peter Parker whips, fuckin' Mary Jane
Really on the mob like every day
The P up in my name, who the player way?
I'm furthest to the left, had to make a lane
She wanna eat it in the morning like bacon eggs
Uh, she an eater
She look too good, I might need her
Bass knockin', red linin' on the meter
On one on the heater
Ayy, keep it a hundred plus sixty
Never thought that they could fuck with me
This that ah-ah-ah-ah, mix ten
If being lit wrong, then I'm guilty
I'm the one to clock in when it's time for it
Really in the field like a lawnmower
Money over bitches, keep the mob goin'
Really thought I couldn't, must be not knowin'
Ayy, ayy
Get it done quick, gotta stay on it
It's a wrap, bring the map, put the bae on it
'Nother day on it, 'nother day to ball
All this gold on me really worth the cost
Baby, what you want? What you talkin' 'bout?
Money long like the line be at In-N-Out
Shit, I'm in and out
Bitch, I'm to the next
This a solo skit, bitch, I'm to the neck
Uh, really ain't much, it ain't no thing
I'm just speakin' my truth, I ain't boastin'
Actin' different, countin' chicken, big protein
In the groove, on the move, big motion
Keep it a hundred plus sixty
Never thought that they could fuck with me
This that ah-ah-ah-ah, mix ten
If being lit wrong, then I'm guilty
I'm the one to clock in when it's time for it
Really in the field like a lawnmower
Money over bitches, keep the mob goin'
Really thought I couldn't, must be not knowin'