Boyz II Men

[Intro: Blu]

Turn me up, turn me up

Uh, yeah

[Verse 1: Blu]

Big Boi and don't forget boy

Only thing you could be is down when it hit boy

I'm just a bridge, boy, tryna get Rich Boy

To put some new Ds on the 'Lac with the switch boy

Two chains, two tits boy

You niggas know the deal, Blu for real like Clipse boy

Uh, Mike Jack off the wall like Quinc' boy

You think I'm just showing my ass? You think I'm Prince boy?

You used a kid boy

You claiming killer but that glove don't fit boy

You ain't holding no weight, no real bricks boy

You niggas pitching wishes at the well with the fish boy

Fuck is this boy thinking? He ain't this boy

We the shit boy, take a shit and make a wish

And find a grave to dig cause we real boy

Take our queue, get off the tip boy

And cough it up cause, you ain't shit boy

You should sit boy, sis boy

Drink a fifth, take a piss and take the dick

This shit'll put hair on your chest, Boyz II Men boy

[Hook: Nitty Scott, MC & Blu]

These lil' niggas buggin', gotta quit the frontin'

Wet behind the ears, baby boy, you just a youngin'

Rookie, you ain't rough enough for buckin' nothin'

You ain't thuggin', nah, you ain't thuggin'

I bet you tight, you wanna fight, boy?

It's passed your bedtime, goodnight, boy

This shit don't happen overnight, boy

Just calm down, you'll be aight, boy (That's right)

[Verse 2: Blu]

We brought it back son, like wax son

You just wack son, yeah, whack!

Brought Jill to the jam and got jacked son

You don't know what you've got until it's Janet Jackson

We go back son, like that son

'88, you was based off crack son

Me? I was putting bass on a track son

I had a rat smack you in your face when it slap somethin'

Ask son if you shine like the black sun

Didn't think sort of ink could flood a map son

So heavy that the levees had to crack son

And make you crap son, for making crap son

Go crash son, there's no class son

You getting stung like dad whipping that ass

For that last report card you had, you barely passed son

Pass son the math, we getting cash, Boyz II Men!

[Hook: Nitty Scott, MC]

These lil' niggas buggin', gotta quit the frontin'

Wet behind the ears, baby boy, you just a youngin'

Rookie, you ain't rough enough for buckin' nothin'

You ain't thuggin', nah, you ain't thuggin'

I bet you tight, you wanna fight, boy?

It's passed your bedtime, goodnight, boy

This shit don't happen overnight, boy

Just calm down, you'll be aight, boy

[Verse 3: Blu]

So what you thought kid? You was the boss kid?

You manage Ross kid, I'm Rick Ross

Off kids' heads coming off the top kid

We coming off the block with the Glocks kid

Pow, they gon' pop so they don't get popped kid

Pop shit and turn it to a mystery, pop quiz

Popped jizz now it is what it is kid

Tom Hanks, Chris Wallace, big kid

I'm like the Juice Crew, I know the Biz kid

Rakim before the loot, wiz kid

Peabody of the party

I piss kids off when I spit kid, talk to the dick kid

Kids lost, runnin round with the sharks

Drowned in the ground and got found in the park

Uh, tossed in the ditch, for walking with the fifth

We sparkin' after dart at your heart, can I live kid?

It's back to this kid, we pack the clips kid

Hey, Boyz II Men kid

[Hook: Nitty Scott, MC]

These lil' niggas buggin', gotta quit the frontin'

Wet behind the ears, baby boy, you just a youngin'

Rookie, you ain't rough enough for buckin' nothin'

You ain't thuggin', nah, you ain't thuggin'

I bet you tight, you wanna fight, boy?

It's passed your bedtime, goodnight, boy

This shit don't happen overnight, boy

Just calm down, you'll be aight, boy