I know that there's no doubt I made it, I made it! OOOOH I made it i made it i made it i made it I-I-I made it [Verse 3 - Jay Sean] Yo, ay, ay, ay,
or heaven I'm a rida Say I'm a rida I'm a rida Say I'm rida I'm a rida Say I'm a rida I'm a rida Say I'm a rida [VERSE 1] They putting pressure on me
Chorus] I am the Rhyming Oasis I got a cup of ya time I wont waste it I got my foot on the line I'm not racin' I thank god that I am not basic I am not
count that money for me partner Ay Ross make sure that nigga got that shit right, ya hear me? Ay, let a motherfucker go ding, that's a 150 thou Yeah, that
I keep Trying (Verse 1) I call you on the phone You are never home You say dat you gone handling business So babe I hear that everyday All i can do
that 808 The drum... that's my heartbeat I'm going numb I said Rihanna, I'm feelin stressed I'm goin into cardiac arrest Chorus You gone be in the
I'll put that pistol on your grandpa I swear I'm so wild I think I just may need a xanbar And If she on my team I bet that bitch know who she playin'
ain't ass fast as me Slip behind a trash can blasting watching his ass retreat Chrome is two turned bitch, I love this city heat Arsenal, blazin them
blow Chopping while we spread up you nosey niggaz Kidnap and capture bums, we swindell I'm saying, "Fuck the rapping", since I was a kid, I made it happen
.. (Chorus) Been about cash been a, been about cash been a, been about money been about money been about cash been a-, been about cash been a-, been
about a hot beat, a hot beat It's about a hot beat, a hot beat A hot hot hot beat And a catchy hook A hot hot hot beat And a catchy hook Nobody gives
I won't waste it I got my foot on the line I'm not racin' I thank god that I am not basic I thank god that I am not basic I am not a human being [Verse
arguing more and it's getting less romantic yeah, I think she'll be able to tell soon but I f-cked you right I will I f-cked you right I will I'll f-ck
do is drop this, Six to six flow so I roll with dodges. And I'm in the club, everybody wanna dub Sip a little bub and I probally wit a thug Play hard
I'm joking, I mean that thing is poking I mean you kinda like that girl that's in the US Open I mean I got this hidden agenda that you provoking I got
and line me say I'm grimey four hundred mill and I still can't chill call me G double barrel N doom, boom I do it like a natty n-gga do wassup, New York
thousand look like fifty I spend all my time in Houston Smoke that kush but I don't do Whitney I don't do Britney, I don't do Lindsay I made two million