They Be on It (Remix)

[Intro: Waka Flocka Flame] Brick Squad What up, Jay Rock Eastside in this motherfucker, man Shout out to the whole watts man Blood rock shawty man I’m in the building man Turn up Boy jay rock in here man Waka Flocka im in this bitch man [Chorus: Kendrick Lamar] I keep them big ol' 26's on deck Stock 'lac gotta fresh paint pussy juice wet And the bitches they be on it Oh, man they be so on it, oh, whoa I got a fast car, Nascar, yes Two seater, stick shift like some turbo jets And the bitches they be on it Oh man, they be so on it, oh [Verse 1: Jay Rock] I pull up on them hoes, roll my windows down Let my music out, four 15s shake the ground Smoking on that medical, sipping on some medicine Top Dawg letterman, shе wanna ride, I let her in Shе sexy than a motherfucker, plus, she brought her best friend I guess that's a two for one, party at the Weston Five star suites, bottles everywhere Wanna fuck a star on the moon? I could take you there, biatch I got a swagger of Mick Jagger If you want her, you can have her, I done had her, we done had her They be shooting at my ladder 'cause I’m standing on a pedestal She gon' give me good head just cause I’m ahead of you Jay Rock, flyer than Hancock, no shit I’m a king, fuck a prince, I don’t know no Will Smith I don’t owe you niggas shit, I’m a self-made nigga Ain’t that’s why your bitch let me fuck on her for days nigga? [Chorus: Kendrick Lamar] I keep them big ol' 26’s on deck Stock 'lac gotta fresh paint pussy juice wet And the bitches they be on it Oh, man they be so on it, oh, whoa I got a fast car, Nascar, yes Two seater, stick shift like some turbo jets And the bitches they be on it Oh man, they be so on it, oh [Verse 2: Yo Gotti] They like damn Gotti, you killing it My car look like an immagrent Really love America, swag just ain't feeling it Clothes come from Italy, white like the Kennodys Middle of the hood, shirt off, sipping Hennessy Judge givin sentences they end with percentages 85 percent with no parole parentheses Vette motor loud pipes must I mention it Rims kinda interesting, Forgiato 30 intch I just want some head, shawty said I ain't intimate We don't need no bed quit acting scared we real Hamilton Monica Lewinsky, she the one that sucked the president Cocaine Gotti, I'm just tryna stack my presidents [Chorus: Kendrick Lamar] I keep them big ol' 26’s on deck Stock 'lac gotta fresh paint pussy juice wet And the bitches they be on it Oh, man they be so on it, oh, whoa I got a fast car, Nascar, yes Two seater, stick shift like some turbo jets And the bitches they be on it Oh man, they be so on it, oh [Verse 3: Waka Flocka Flame] I got a fast car, Nascar, pop and lock on offsets Paint pussy wet, 24 but I'm a vet Jays Finger fuck my rims, brand new 2010 Got me fucking on my girlfriend friend Big ass rims with the deep dish chrome lips Lip stick oh shit Ice rims yellow bitch You can call me frozen Imma drop my top just to feel the L.A. breeze Blowing on some OG gas, tell the cops to kiss my ass Check my face card with LA bloods they say I gotta pass I came a long way from broke, selling weed, pills and coke Brick squad for life, fuck you, you can die twice Gamble with your life, pussy nigga, roll them dice Waka Flocka! [Chorus: Kendrick Lamar] I keep them big ol' 26’s on deck Stock 'lac gotta fresh paint pussy juice wet And the bitches they be on it Oh, man they be so on it, oh, whoa I got a fast car, Nascar, yes Two seater, stick shift like some turbo jets And the bitches they be on it Oh man, they be so on it, oh