Tekst piosenki
Divin: I'm a workaholic Success doesn't come chillin' in yo lazy boy Sippin' gin n' tonic In the back of my brand new pimped out range rover Stop smokin' chronic Don't work yourself, you work yourself, slow down homie, don't you burn yourself K s gotta little quote for bitches like yourself Yeah, i bet you feel me K-Maro: Tu dis que tu es un gangster Little pussy bitch On m'a dit que tu es un wankster Et dans le dos tu snitch Te fais pas passer pour ce que t'es pas Devant la K.P.O.N.E.I.N.C. t'as pas de poids Homie, oublie le fake et la frime Ne confond surtout pas le toc et l'or L'argent et le platine Arrte ton cinma boy We're looking at you Ta wannabe good life Bitch, we don't believe you Ref: Shorty, you're fuckin' with the greatest Shorty, you're rockin' the latest, thuggish shit No need to front, the game is over now And all my gangstas across the world If you can feel me, homie, holla back Yo, cheers to you coz we're livin' it up K-Maro: You're now fucking with the best c'est le K au mic a prend des mecs comme nous Pour mettre du poids au fight Get more money, it gets too funny Si je pse lourd en affaire I get more honey J'suis un dealer de monnaie, Dis leur que tu me connais Que la devise est claire No Do gets you lonely Pour nous c'est everyday, all day Et t'as K-Maro, Divin, We're too hot Baby, Baby Divin: We started Broke, with a little passion Nobody shared our vision Time flies, we're on top of the world Droppin' platinum shizzel all over the clubs What you see is what you get homie What you get is nothin' phony Anotha day anotha dollar it seems With the million dollar boy, we te winniest team Ref: Shorty, you're fuckin' with the greatest Shorty, you're rockin' the latest, thuggish shit No need to front, the game is over now And all my gangstas across the world If you can feel me, homie, holla back Yo, cheers to you coz we're livin' it up If you can feel me, homie, holla back (watch yourself, watch yourself) If you can feel me, homie, holla back (watch yourself, don't break yourself) If you can feel me, homie, holla back (watch yourself, watch yourself) If you can feel me, homie, holla back (watch yourself, don't break yourself) Ref (2x): Shorty, you're fuckin' with the greatest Shorty, you're rockin' the latest, thuggish shit No need to front, the game is over now And all my gangstas across the world If you can feel me, homie, holla back Yo, cheers to you coz we're livin' it up (whisper) watch yourself, watch yourself watch yourself, don't break yourself...
