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Текст песни:

Here′s a little story ′bout a Friday night
Buckwild, ′cause yo, that′s kind of my style, check it
On the town with a girl named Kay-Bee
And a bow-wow-wow yippie-yo yippie any way
I was straight out illin
Why do I say so? Cause yo, my girl was home chillin
Fancy resteraunt me and Kay frontin
It was called Lay....um, Jay...um, somethin
I was ready to attack her, unh
Giving the sex look like Dracula
A little bit of soft music playin
And Don Perrier, it was on, know what I′m sayin
Every thing was lovely, but then
What the damn, my girlfriend walked in
Oh my goodness, danger, trouble, dread
Oh I′m dead, mayday code red

My oh my, what am I to do?
Gotta get away, cause my girlfriend′s coming through
Um Jay, I gotta, um, well, see,
There′s well, this, um, excuse me
To the back with the mucho-quickness
My girl′s gonna kill me and leave no witnesses
I′m in the bathroom hiding like a punk
But there′s bars on the windows, I can′t jump
Exit stage left, quickly plan B
Gotta find a way that my girl won′t see me
Crawling on the floor, I′m feeling sick
Like this some old Charlie Chaplin flick
Heart poundin around a mile-a-minute
This time I really done did it
Down on my hands and knees on the floor
I′m looking at the front door
Ready, set, make the dash
Her back is turned, maybe I can get past
I almost made it, but then, damn, she turned her head
Code red

Break it on down

All was perfect, the ship was sailin
But now it′s sinking, so yo, I′m bailin
I kept on runnin′ even though she saw me
And I sat and waited at home for baby to call me
I watched a little TV
Phone started ringing ′bout 12:23
I picked it up real slow, and said
"mmmmm..hello?"
She wasn′t having it, she snapped, went bezerk
Girl made my head hurt
I tried to be as cool as I could be
I said hey, wasn′t me
She wasn′t having that melody
Needless to say, she left me
Another brother just couldn′t control his head, (the other one)
Code red

@ Will Smith

Текст песни:

(feat. Left Eye

(this one goes out to all the big willies)

Verse 1: Will Smith

big Will the high roller
strolling through with an entoruage
hard to camaflouge when you livin′ this large
I be smooth like debarge with a five car garage
out for the night with my squad and we be flossin′ down thefifteen
my whole auroa gleamin′
who that kid in the green v
envy brother schemin′
I ain′t thinkin′ bout them
racing chicks in the pink b.m.
with my speakers tweakin′
freakin′ off this weekend
in Las Vegas boss players all across the board move makers andshakers
money can′t break us but the places it can take us
big will in the limelight rhyme tight
and we gon′ have some fun tonight

Chorus: Will Smith
now how we do it
(you know it′s Big Willie style baby)
now how we doin′ it
(you know it′s Big Willie style)
repeat

Verse 2: Will Smith

I′m in a five star casino shuttin′ crap tables down (boom)
non bettin′ willie watchers standin′ around
strictly millionaire status you can feel the eyes lookin′ at us
how bad they wanna be us (parlay)
Charlie Mack got my back with his eyes on my stack
brothers don′t know how to act when you drive a four-five black
people stop and stare havin′ drinks at the bar
a round for everybody with these big willie cards
from civllians to stars they wanna know who we are
it′s me big Will Nas Escobar J.L. Omar
carry money bags collect the chips then we all quick to exit

Chorus

Verse 3: Left Eye

It′s Left Eye with a tight crew
representin′ like it′s ladies night
comin′ right through
don′t be spiteful
plus an eyeful
sportin′ hot pink
rocks in the link
in the drop with a mink
like my shit don′t stink
got you in the palm with a bomb like Sadamm
blowing up spots then runnin′ off with the pot
Left Eye ready for action
the main attraction
I′m in the fast lane passin′
breakin′ you down like fractions
while we be rappin′ about things that really happen
big willie style Philly style let′s make it happen
with mademouselle from gezals to versace
with a sweet smell
this female leadin′ the posse
got jokes like Cosby
in the lots where the cars be
with no apologies it′s Left Eye
big Will let the champagne spill
is it a mans thing for real
can us girls roll wit yall
what the deal

Chorus

Verse 4: Will Smith
well now it′s lookin′ like a car show
convoys and whips on the strip
pullin′ up in the six makin′ brothers sick
for real
big Will household name
entertainer
gold handle cane and matchin′ gators
swervin′ lane
in pole position rolling deep like a co-malition
in soul poisition and can rock a whole convention
movie screens to the club scene
my whole crew lookin′ clean
shine with a diamond gleam
step above where the players be
don′t hate me
one is where they rate me
lately you could find me
behind the door marked V.I.P.
eating grapes under the A.C.
big willie style is how we do it

Chorus

(this one goes out to all the big willies)

@ Will Smith

Текст песни:

Yo
when I released my first single back in like ′86
people was like oh you know that′s popcorn and you know they weak
you know then I mess around I go world trade on them
bangin′ out them multi-plastic still got negativity to bring
my thing is you can′t say nothing nice don′t say nothing

take your place allow me to flex a taste
as my accomplishments bring up my comp like mase
face me the star of stage and TV
my face be seen in almost every country
grammy winner soon to be oscar nominee
who he that′s dressed jiggy straight from west Philly
thought I was whack ′cause I wanted to act
now every brother and his mother that rap be trying to do that
the ill kid
hundred million dollar bill kid
the one you love to chill with come on keep it real kid
don′t try to act like this summer at the greek
you won′t be bumpin′ the big Willie in your jeep
I know y′all still feel me
really don′t act silly
thought I feel off just becuase I left Philly
took a break from the rap thing went on hiatus
I picked up the art of acting and multiplied papers
I chilled on silk sofas chatting with Operah
she asked me if it′s true that me and Jeff broke up
while y′all kids busy playing drug pimp and playa
I was at my crib in Barbados chillin′ with Jada
vertex is me the magnanamous
god you sayin′ damn I′ve always been a fan of his
y′all know how it is oh wait hold up y′all don′t
look here y′all don′t say nothing than I won′t

just don′t say nothing

man I love being me ready to rock the block
with some more hot top notch ---- for you to cop
no more mr. nice guy
my whole life I′ve been smiling when I felt like whiling
jealousy swinging on me made his attack
(he soft he whack man that ain′t real rap)
you beleive that
it hurt me at first but it′s cool
took the insults feed it to my ego for fuel
now everywhere I turn a dead end
hundred women coming at me waving pads and pens
and they be screaming out
(oh my lord)
did you see it′s that brother from
(ID4)
now can I please get
(a picture and your signature)
sure you can miss
(oh my god my girlfriends they ain′t gonna beleive this)
worldwide wait nah hold up galactic
hear my name don′t nothing change but the accent
Bangok to Madagascar they wanna see me
prince epe in Spain Japan I′m cota eshe
I like my steaks thick and my jets private
and my son to ride in the cockpit
I know he′s only four taking lessons from the pilot
while I′m on my cell with my broker getting stock tips
find a magazine and I read the hottest gossip
man who′d a thought my life would be such an interesting topic
well y′all know how it is wait hold up y′all don′t
well look here y′all don′t say nothing than I won′t

just don′t say nothing
just don′t say nothing
just don′t say nothing
just don′t say nothing

go ahead adjust the balance and the bass in your speakers
make sure my voice sounding crisp in your tweeters
I′m about to show you how a man like me works
shorty get ice five carrots and nothing cheaper
four five chromed out former two seater
fifty inch sony to watch Siskel and Ebert
cause I′m about to get two thumbs ten toes one knee and proboblya couple
of elbows
cause yo I′m the man and the whole world knows
rock film fests to vos and rap shows
all the critics jealous people and back-stabbers
my so-called friends who been nothing but actors
you′re way of carachter but now who′s the bomb
it′s Will from west Phil just slightly transformed
y′all know what it is
ah damn that′s right y′all don′t
but look here y′all don′t say nothing then trust me I won′t

just don′t say nothing
just don′t say nothing
just don′t say nothing
just don′t say nothing

@ Will Smith

Текст песни:

(feat. Tra-Knox)

Will:
Ugh, Ugh, I′m comin′ (echoes)...
...Watch ya back, I′m comin...
(Man (singing):)
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh (echoes)...
Will:
Big Will for the Y2K, ugh

Verse One:

Feel the Earth tremble, see the skies turn red
Eclipses, shooting stars, turn ya head
Volcanoes erupted, rage in the sea
Ain′t the second coming of Christ
The first coming of me
They say if you damn up the Nile
It would throw off the rotation of the Earth
Well, messing with me is worse
Feel the rain, button up you overcoat
Watch the illadelph bad boy go quote for quote
Well, ya′ll want the best, well, I′m right here
You looking for competition, ain′t no one there
Ya′ll in the stands dissin′, kickin′ dirt and missin′
My heavenly flow put MC′s in hell′s kitchen, ugh
And I′m so, I′m so hot, hot, ya′ll burnin′ up, HOT
I step in, it′s like the wedding between Hope and Armaggedon
The Hip Hop Moses to where we headin′ y′all

Chorus:
I′m comin′, I′m comin,
You can′t stop me, you can′t stop me,
I′m comin′, I′m comin′,
Can′t hold me back, uh uh,
I′m comin′, I′m comin,
You can′t stop me, you can′t stop me,
I′m comin′, I′m comin′...

Verse Two:

When I was born there was a rainbow formed with no sun
Roy G Bid marking the path for the chosen one
An angel, my grandma, told me before she died
Smart folks don′t need to put no cursing in they rhymes
So from CD to TV to movies back to rhymin′
My lifestats makes Jordan′s six rings look common
Ya′ll hate, I retaliate, just by being great
Big Will the enemy of your mental state
With the same rhyme I used to burn your idol in a battle
To screw you into saying, Look, I don′t wanna battle,
M.I.B., WB mad respect
Black stealthbombarama, radar can′t detect that
I′m comin′ is what I screamed
as a teen armed with discipline, faith, and a dream
After smoke clears, after life′s roller coasters
See who stands putting his mic into his holster, what!

Chorus:

Batton down the hatches and latch the doors
You wanna try to match my whits with yours
Three hits, I hit you, you hit the floor
This track is the third hit, that′s for sure
Beat thick reminiscin′ of a bodacelli
I′m like a cheetah huntin′ out on the Serengeti
I got my X-ray vision through all in my way
No Plan B, it distracts from Plan A
Stay splitting in half, earthquake style
Evacuate your premisses, the hardcore nemesis
I never miss, my flow never flawed
Grab mics and send electric shocks through the cord
Quest for the rings my only weapon′s intuition
My future position is determined by past decisions
So young George Bush, I′m thinking bout runnin′
Maybe not this time, but trust dude, ugh

Chorus:

(Man (singing))
Comin′, comin′, you can′t stop me,
Comin′ comin′, can′t hold me back, no.

Comin′, comin′, you can′t stop me,
Comin′ comin′, can′t hold me back.
(Repeat 2x)

@ Will Smith

Текст песни:

[Will Smith:]
He′s a nice guy - how ya doin?
He′s a nice guy - good to see ya!
He′s a nice guy - how your mom an′ ′em?

[Verse One: Will Smith]
Mr. Nice Guy, relationship advice guy
Liked on the vices, priceless smile
Look at the eyes, got the look
Of a survivor, husband, father
Dissed by Eminem but didn′t bother him
Yup well he classy
Big Will just did another 20 mill′, walk right past he
I′m a nice guy, why y′all harassin me, huh?
On the radio they be over-exaggeratin
So blase with they lies, they be aggravatin me
Agitatin me, but they be waitin and hatin
And they be makin me crazy but I be takin it patiently
People be messin with me, testin me, f′n with me
I wanna send a message to ′em, teach ′em a lesson quickly
They publically addressin me, disrespectin me heavily
They better be lucky the way my blessings affected me, but
{*deep breath*} Calm down Willie
You don′t wanna go drop the bomb now Willie
Keep a nice flow for your mom down in Philly
On the news you go if you blow and act silly, y′know?

[Chorus: Will Smith]
He′s a nice guy - how ya doin?
He′s a nice guy - good to see ya!
He′s a nice guy - sometimes y′all
Mistake nice for soft, so I before I go off I just

[Will Smith:]
RAH RAH RAH RAH RAH RAH RAH RAH

[Verse Two: Will Smith]
Will′s a nice guy, why he′s so nice I′d
Let him date my daughter like he was a white guy
Not like the rest, he′s a private polite guy
Why, if I were gay on Friday night I′d...
Larry Elder - Uncle Tom?
You′re lucky I ain′t make you the whole damn rhyme
Wendy Williams, you don′t know me
I′m not your punchin bag, you gon′ blow me
Off, girl, better leave me alone
Before I buy your radio station and send you home
Yo, it′s a warnin shot over the bow
Truth be told, this ain′t my style
You gotta understand some stuff a man can′t allow
You better chill ′fore you climb a tree you can′t get down
Okay - people dissing Will sat on a wall
People dissing Will had a great fall
All the king′s horses and all the king′s men
Couldn′t put none of their careers together again
You get it?

[Chorus 2x]

[Will Smith:]
RAH RAH RAH RAH RAH RAH RAH RAH

@ Will Smith

Текст песни:

(feat. KelSpencer)

(Kel Spencer)
(Uuhhh)
Can you feel it baby?
(Take me away)
Flow crazy
Make em′ say
(Uuhhh)
Make It hot, uh
(Take me away)
Flow crazy
Make em′ say
Uh (ah) uh (ah) uh (ah) uh (ah)
Uh (ah) uh (ah) uh (ah)

(Will Smith)
Been to the mountain top
Down to the valley
Philedelph to Cali
Y′all feel me like Harry felt Sally
Clothes exotic, flows erotic
No jewels that′s for them fools who ain′t got it
Rap to my own sitcom
Now I just sit calm
Watching y′all respond to my July 4th bomb (boom!)
Yeah I′m a nice kid
But here′s some advice kid
Don′t get me hyped
I′ll set it off like my wife did
Playing down a path like Sajak
Wheel of a Fortune away
Price ain′t right I don′t play
Find yourself in Jeopardy
The first clue
What is Will Smith?
Hot to death not you
I′m like a Porsche, you a pinto
You like a tiny figurine, I′m monumental
You′re like a small get together
On your neighbor′s back porch
You know just a couple of y′all
I′m a million man march
Attack of the man in black
Like Jordan playing on a train
Yo my game on track
Mad ice for my wife
No care for what it costed
Had to ease up though
Her wrist got frost bit
My style, flava, delivery, my diction
Gettin′ medieval like dude in Pulp Fiction
You want some bring it
Come one, come all, come in
Watch me take they heart away like Penny
I could take 12 rappers and put em′ in line
Then 12 emcees that think they can rhyme
Then 12 more brothers that still ain′t signed
Then don′t do nothing just watch ′em decline
Gangsta hardcore, menace to society
Raps all the same
My pen spits variety
Eclecticism is a virtue
It may not be a word
But it′s definitely a virtue
Rappers approaching me all across America
Believe me you don′t wanna battle like Erykah
I was in the game before publishing was an issue
You′re platinum now but next year I′m gonna miss you
Mad rappers like bad actors should have no parts
Wanna be mad check the charts any of them
Oh you don′t see my name
You don′t see my spot
Here′s a hint
Look closer to the top

(Kel Spencer)
(Uuhhh)
Can you feel it baby?
(Take me away)
Flow crazy
Make em′ say
(Uuhhh)
Make It hot, uh
(Take me away)
Flow crazy
Make em′ say
Uh (ah) uh (ah) uh (ah) uh (ah)
Uh (ah) uh (ah) uh (ah)

(Kel Spencer)
Uh, love and loyalty yo
Yo the flow spray, Vito say
I′m tryin′ to live
And if I catch you out of bounds
It′s cheap shots to the ribs
Love and loyalty dawg
Do it how Pac and Big did it
It′s the Wild Wild East
And me keepin′ me jig with it
Play no games
Thirst to heat the rhyme
Motivation cause procrastination is the thief of time
Holding a torch
I was programmed to scorch
Can′t run with the big dawgs?
Then stay on the porch
These cats is craftmatic
Hand on the steering wheel
Rocks from the road dodging oncoming traffic
Man-handle rappers, dismantle rappers
Y′all lukewarm slash sweet-scented candle rappers
Any team posing a threat we defeat those
The wealthy man is the man that knows how to keep dough
As long as y′all play foul I′mma keep hittin′ free throws
Crush Spanish mamis calling me Kellito
Remember Lego blocks?
All about the paper now
I use writers block to build sky scraper style
Catch rappers using the same flows everyday cause they lame
True players gotta change their uniform after the game
Y′all seen the flow
Like y′all never seen before
Don′t stop for the door
Why do you think green mean gold?
Baby learn life′s lessons
Scratch regression
Kel Spence the truth, the answer to all questions
Come on (Uuhhh)

(Will Smith)
Damn Kel, you kind of good

@ Will Smith

Текст песни:

[Fresh Prince - talking before song begins:]
Alright we ready?
We rollin, right?
We rollin, alright

[Intro - Fresh Prince - talking:]
Yo in the place to be and about this time
DJ Jazzy Jeff and yours truly the Fresh Prince in the house
We about to get busy old school style
Yo Jazzy on the wheels, me on the m i c
Let′s see we got a couple of new additions
We got come with a little somethin new at ya
We got little John on the d r u m s, get busy (*drum roll*), aw
On the keys my man James, what you doin back there? (*piano plays*), aw yeah
So we about to do it a little somethin like this
Alright Jeff back to the old school lets do it, alright

[Fresh Prince:]
Now I′m the Prince and that′s Jazzy Jeff
We shown for years that we are def
But here′s some more for ya′ll to just come get it
Rip the wheels J, ("hit it")

[beat changes to Rob Base & DJ EZ Rock′s "It Takes Two"]
[scratching of "hit it"]

[Fresh Prince - talking:]
Yeah, we goin back to the old school
We got DJ Jazzy Jeff on the wheels
Yo Jeff, we about to get busy

We got to show ′em, we got to show ′em the way it used to get done, man
We got to show ′em the way it used to get done Jazzy
And rip it up for a bit, make it a little scratch make it funky fresh
Cause you know you the dopest that ever did it, man
The world′s supreme DJ, DJ Jazzy Jeff

[solo of Jazzy Jeff scratching]

That′s how I like it, uh
That′s how I like it
See now a lot of other DJ′s came out tryin to do what Jeff started, right
But Jeff is the man, he is the lord supreme up on the wheels of steel
Yo Jazzy get busy for ′em
Get busy for ′em man [scratching of "hit it"]

YEAAHH! HAHAHA!
That′s my man goin down, HAHA

[Chorus - Fresh Prince] (DJ Jazzy Jeff) - w/ ad libs
(I wanna rock right now)
Say what Jeff
(I′m in the place and I came to get down)
(I wanna rock right now)
What you wanna do
(I wanna rock right now)
What you wanna do Jeff
(I wanna rock right now)
What you wanna do Jeff
(I wanna rock right now)
What you wanna do Jeff
(I wanna rock right now)
Can′t hear you
(I wanna rock right now)
One more time J
(I wanna rock right now)
Say it one more time J
(I wanna rock right now)
Get busy for ′em
(I wanna rock right now)
Say what Jeff
(I wanna rock right now)
One turntable Jeff
(I wanna rock right now)
One turntable
(I wanna rock right now)
What you wanna do Jeff
(I wanna rock right now)
What you wanna do Jeff
(I wanna rock right now)
Say what now
(I wanna rock right now)
Break it up for ′em Jeff
(I wanna rock right now) [starts to slow down]
Say what now
(I wanna rock right now)
Say what now
(I wanna rock right now)
Say what now
(I wanna rock right now)
Slow it down a little
(I wanna rock right now)
Say what now
(I wanna rock right now)
Say what now
(I wanna rock right now)
Say what now
(I wanna rock right now)
Where the drummer at?
(I wanna rock right now)
Here we go, come on
(I wanna rock right now)
Say what now
(I wanna rock right now)
Then your faced with the BEAT!, uh, uh
(I wanna rock right now) uh, uh
You′re a little pushy Jeff
(I wanna rock right now)

[Fresh Prince:]
You wanna rock, Jeff lets do it a little somethin like this
From the heart of West Philly, came my man named Jazz
With mucho pizzaz and a razzmatazz
He slice the wax, cut forward, cut back, right and exact
You know the man ain′t at all wack
The magnificent movie astoundin
The crowd goin loco, kick drum poundin
People surroundin us checkin the concept
Cuttin up a storm that′s why the crowd is all wet
Other DJ′s standin around Jeff
Tryin not to give up props to the worlds best
Shakin his hands tryin to say that he can′t flow
Cause Jeff is a horse though that they all turn to
A mellow kinda fellow but in the past he
Been known to get a attitude and get right nasty
Snatch the wax, it′s a fact not a figment
To get real and rip wheels its downright ignant
And when he step off, toss the confetti
He burn more wheels that Mario Andretti
Jeff is there anythin left you wanna say to the crowd

[Break - Fresh Prince] (DJ Jazzy Jeff)
(I wanna rock right now) [said slow]
Well get down now
(I wanna rock right now) [scratched]
What, what, say what, what

Yo Jeff lets go back to the old set for a second
Yo Jeff (rock the beat)
Come on, and yo Jeff (rock the beat)
Come on, and yo Jeff (rock the beat)
(Yo Jeff)

[Fresh Prince:] (DJ Jazzy Jeff)
Yo he′s movin the crowd like a cloud, you gotta get a loud
Cause Jeff wants to (rock right now)
Peep the boy get swift, he got the gift
To lift, with just turntables and (rock) with
After a battle and I watched Jeff win ′em
He stomped the comp, he got cuts like venom
Doper than dope, just cope the boys def, D J J-a-zzy Jeff
On stage gettin ill beside me
Hands quicker than the eyes can see, G
After he cut ya, notice smoke still lingers
He let loose like Zeus with fire from his fingers
You wanna (rock)
Then I′m a let you (rock right now)
Hey yo Jeff gets down cause, he′s superior, others inferior
I rap a whole record to try to make it clear to you
You don′t get it still, I ain′t gettin ill
Jeff rip the wheels, show ′em the real deal

[Fresh Prince - talking] (Jazzy Jeff - scratching)
(rock)
What?
(rock)
Huh, go
(rock)
What huh
(rock) [repeats]
1,2,1,2,3,4
Hit it

[Outro - Fresh Prince - talking] (*scratching of "rock" continues*)
In the place to be, doin it old school style
DJ Jazzy Jeff and the Fresh Prince about to break out
Yo fellas lets go to the island, go to the island

Himmina, humani, see, himina, humini, see,
My DJ go by the name of Jazzy, little chest big tummy
Watch the man rip the wheels and a
It′s almost if the things are real and a
He′s the man you heard what I said
He got a little glasses and a big forehead, HAHA
Jazzy Jeff and Fresh Prince for 1993, HA
And we outta here

[Talking in background and scratching continues until fade]

@ Will Smith

Текст песни:

(This one goes out to all the big willies)

Big Will the high roller
Strolling through with an entoruage
Hard to camaflouge when you livin′ this large
I be smooth like debarge with a five car garage
Out for the night with my squad and we be flossin′ down the fifteen
My whole auroa gleamin′
Who that kid in the green v
Envy brother schemin′
I ain′t thinkin′ bout them
Racing chicks in the pink b.m.
With my speakers tweakin′
Freakin′ off this weekend
In Las Vegas boss players all across the board move makers and shakers
Money can′t break us but the places it can take us
Big will in the limelight rhyme tight
And we gon′ have some fun tonight

[Chorus:]
Now how we do it
(you know it′s Big Willie style baby)
Now how we doin′ it
(you know it′s Big Willie style)
[Repeat]

I′m in a five star casino shuttin′ crap tables down (boom)
Non bettin′ willie watchers standin′ around
Strictly millionaire status you can feel the eyes lookin′ at us
How bad they wanna be us (parlay)
Charlie Mack got my back with his eyes on my stack
Brothers don′t know how to act when you drive a four-five black
People stop and stare havin′ drinks at the bar
A round for everybody with these big willie cards
From civllians to stars they wanna know who we are
It′s me big Will Nas Escobar J.L. Omar
Carry money bags collect the chips then we all quick to exit

[Chorus]

[Left Eye:]
It′s Left Eye with a tight crew
Representin′ like it′s ladies night
Comin′ right through
Don′t be spiteful
Plus an eyeful
Sportin′ hot pink
Rocks in the link
In the drop with a mink
Like my - don′t stink
Got you in the palm with a bomb like Sadamm
Blowing up spots then runnin′ off with the pot
Left Eye ready for action
The main attraction
I′m in the fast lane passin′
Breakin′ you down like fractions
While we be rappin′ about things that really happen
Big willie style Philly style let′s make it happen
With mademouselle from gezals to versace
With a sweet smell
This female leadin′ the posse
Got jokes like Cosby
In the lots where the cars be
With no apologies it′s Left Eye
Big Will let the champagne spill
Is it a mans thing for real
Can us girls roll wit yall
What the deal

[Chorus]

Well now it′s lookin′ like a car show
Convoys and whips on the strip
Pullin′ up in the six makin′ brothers sick
For real
Big Will household name
Entertainer
Gold handle cane and matchin′ gators
Swervin′ lane
In pole position rolling deep like a co-malition
In soul poisition and can rock a whole convention
Movie screens to the club scene
My whole crew lookin′ clean
Shine with a diamond gleam
Step above where the players be
Don′t hate me
One is where they rate me
Lately you could find me
Behind the door marked V.I.P.
Eating grapes under the A.C.
Big willie style is how we do it

[Chorus]

(This one goes out to all the big willies)

@ Will Smith

Текст песни:

Uh, uh
I′m bout to freak this
Ha, ha, ha, ha
What? What? What? What?
Uh, Big Will, uh I′m bout to freak this
What you want me to freak this
Just peep it while I freak this,
Aight, aight

I′m bout to freak this full out the king of the hill
Big Will keepin′ it real knees in da grill
The whole set all locked down, making you flock down,
Where I′m at they here my rap,
I be that cat to set trends
Where y′all at
On the corner with your friends
Heard you screamin about cream in your rap kid
Yo my last check for Wild Wild West came on a flat bed
Once and for all lets get this straight
How you measure a rapper what make an MC great
Is it the sales? 20 mill
Is it the cars? Bentley′s
Is it the women? Jada
Is it the money? Please
Mr. Clean yet the fact remain
Got girls that don′t speak English screamin′ my name
All you rappers yellin′ bout who you put in a hearse
Do me a favor write one verse without a curse

I′m bout to freak this (yeah, yeah)
What you want me to freak this? (yeah, yeah)
Don′t sleep I′mma freak this (yeah, yeah)
Yo it′s smooth when I freak this (yeah, yeah)
Lay back I′m bout to freak this (yeah, yeah)
Peep this while I freak this (yeah, yeah)
Lay on back I′m bout to freak this (yeah, yeah)
What you want me to freak this? (yeah, yeah)

I don′t wanna see y′all sittin around
Don′t wanna see y′all sittin around
I don′t wanna see y′all sittin around
Don′t wanna see y′all sittin around

Aight one more ¡®gain deja vu
Up the chart yo y′all see the way I flew
Can′t nobody do this the way I do
You like how I freaky freak this say I do (I do)
Haters sick of the hits like the witch of the west nobody wickedas this
I read in Rap Pages they refer to me as soft
Yeah, more like Microsoft
Will Gates of the rap game
Quintessential mega maniac what′s my rap name
Big Will I′m the man
Not conceded I′m as good as I say I am
Dang, diggy, dang, da-dang, da-dang, diggy, diggy
Back with the Trackmasters
The bang, jiggy, jiggy
Yo, every time I shoot I score
So many awards I can start Grammy chess board

I′m bout to freak this (yeah, yeah)
What you want me to freak this? (yeah, yeah)
Don′t sleep I′m gonna freak this (yeah, yeah)
You know you like this when I freak this (yeah, yeah)
Watch me I′m bout to freak this (yeah, yeah)
What you want me to freak this? (yeah, yeah)
Don′t sleep I′m gonna freak this (yeah, yeah)
Yo it′s smooth when I freak this (yeah, yeah)

Uh I′m bout to freak this
I′m bout to freak this
I′m bout to freak this
Tone and Poke lace tha track
I lace the rap, Jeff do the cut
Yeah what, Rob do the mix, tape to JL
Then Tommy Mattola put it on sell
Then come da moment of truth
Hot off the press to the DJ booth
(Ay yo here it comes y′all that brand new Will Smith cut)
As soon as it drop watch the phones blow up!
BOOM then ship a mill
Quick to the store
What sold out?
When y′all gettin more
Finally get it, bump the track
Then come the multi-platinum plaque
Now I′m gonna leave it up to you
I bang the hits out just for you
And then my dream come true
(This year′s American Music Award goes to)
Huh, thank you

I′m bout to freak this (yeah, yeah)
What you want me to freak this? (yeah, yeah)
Yo you know I′m bout to freak this (yeah, yeah)
Oh you like when I freak this (yeah, yeah)
Don′t sleep I′m gonna freak this (yeah, yeah)
What you want me to freak this? (yeah, yeah)
Girl you know I′m bout to freak this (yeah, yeah)
Yo peep it while I freak this (yeah, yeah)
Ain′t no way I gotta freak this (yeah, yeah)
Yo you like how I freak this (yeah, yeah)
Yo check this style when I freak this (yeah, yeah)
Look at when I freak this (yeah, yeah)
Yo you know I′m gonna freak this (yeah, yeah)
Don′t sleep I′m gonna freak this (yeah, yeah)
What you want me to freak this? (yeah, yeah)
Big Will just freak this (yeah, yeah)
Ha, ha

@ Will Smith

Текст песни:

[Chorus:]
I am looking for the one to be with me now
Are you looking for the one to be with you, now?
I am looking for the one to be with me, now
Are you looking for the...do you feel the same way too?

Come on, clap your hands, wind it up if you′re feelin′ alright
Clap your hands, wind it up, if you′re feelin′ the vibe
Nod your head from side to side, as you ride the vibe
′Cause it′s a party all night
You can′t fight the feelin′ you feelin′
′Cause you′re feelin′ fine wit′ nothing really on your mind
It doesn′t matter if you′re wit′ your crew
Because (they can feel the same way too)
I came to get down (you came to get down?)
You came to get down? (we came to get down)
I like that sound
′Cause it′s a party over here, party over there
Party right here (hey)
Few over there (hooo)
Keep it goin′, keep it goin′, keep it goin′ now
Keep it flowin′, keep it flowin′, keep it flowin′ now
Keep it going, ′cause this is for you
So (you can feel the same way too)

[Chorus]

You know the puck don′t stop here
Fuck, the puck started here
That′s why I gotta put my heart in here
To give you that old funky-funky-funky-funky-junky funk
That I know you want
So get your boom box so we can boom blocks
Or shake it up somethin′ pride for life
′Cause we rockin′, right?
It ain′t a question ′bout bein′ true
Because (you can feel the same way too)
A little somethin′ for the radio (hooo)
A little somethin′ for the video (hooo)
A little somethin′ for the jeeps (ride-ride)
A little somethin′ for the streets (hey, hey)
A little somethin′ for the homies on the block
A little somethin′ for the honies in the flocks
A little somethin′ from me to you
So (you can feel the same way too)

[Chorus]

Nine Trey, everybody wanna be a gangsta
Buck-buck-buck-buck, but no more, thanks to me
You got somethin′ you can flip on the other tip
As you get lost in the smooth rhymes I rip
Years and years my peers misunderstood
That I made cuts from my guts to make you feel good
And if you get it, this is for you
So (you can feel the same way too)
Put your hands in the air, come on now
Put your hands in the air, come on, yeah
Feel the vibe, Jazzy Jazz in the place, right
The upper-ground sound and pound to knock you outta your hide
Feelin′ a′ight? You feelin′ a′ight? (yeah)
You feelin′ a′ight? You feelin′ a′ight? (yeah)
Well next time bring a friend wit′ you
So (they can feel the same way too)

[Chorus]

@ Will Smith

Текст песни:

[Will Smith:]
Mic check, one two one two
This dedicated to an old friend of mine, Michelle
She a holy roller now, turned over a new leaf
Now e′rything old gon′ burn (please help me not do it again)

[Chorus: Will Smith]
Ms. Holy Roller, new angel
Wit′cha bible out shoutin and you ringin a bell
Mid-life, REBORN! And can′t wait to tell
If I don′t believe what you believe I′m goin to hell

[Verse One: Will Smith]
Yo, I′ve been down with Jesus since Sunday school and Easter speeches
The, bible was survival that′s what my grandma would teach us
Since I was 5 I′ve been dyin and tryin to read it
And when I did, it redefined it
Now you was 34 when you found Jesus after your life fell to pieces
Wife two times with two guys, now enlightened the speeches
Seem to flow out your mouth with the hype of a preacher
Took your whole life to reach ya, now I′m a triflin creature?

[Chorus]

[Will Smith:]
C′mon, if I die right this second, I reckon that God
Would simply check into my life and times, dissectin my rhymes
He′ll see how I′ve been leadin his troops
You can′t do dirt your whole life and say - OOPS!

[Interlude: Will Smith]
Now where was Jesus when you was cheatin and you was deceivin me?
Where was Jesus when you was greedy, your lawyers was bleedin me?
Where was Jesus when every weekend, a new man was livin wit′chu
Oh wait, he was with me, tryin to keep me from killin you!
Now where was Jesus when you was lyin and you was betrayin me?
When I was tryin to make it and you was hatin delayin me huh?
Where was Jesus when the ICE was thrillin ya?
Oh wait, he was with me, tryin to keep me from killin ya!

[Verse Two: Will Smith]
If I ain′t know Jesus, ain′t no tellin where we′d be
It′s been nights I felt like beasts, I needed to fight to release it
I′m in the limelight, it′s hot and the heat is ceaseless and
Holdin my tongue while lil′ bums cut me to pieces
The only reason′s cause I studied the life of Jesus and
Ventin with my pen and intendin to write and release it
But when an ex-friend slight me and slam me pretendin
I hate it, I can′t stand, damn it I really resent it
I always strive to be righteous, my version of God
The reason why I never write rap verses with curses inside
The reason I never purposely hurt person I′ve replied
Many teachers of God, searchin to reach as a God
Pondered the mysteries of why you be dissin me
I adore you, all I hope for you is freedom from mysery
You made mistakes and blunders, you breakin from under but yo
If I′m goin to hell, it′s makin me wonder

[Interlude]

[Will Smith:]
The greatest atrocities ever committed on this planet have been in the name of God
This country was founded by the Puritans for the express purpose of oppressin free worship
Your attitude is the same arrogant fearful fundamentalism
That fueled the hatred, of the Crusades and the attacks of 9/11
If we are not allowed to worship God as groups and individuals free from persecution
And respect for tolerance, there′s only one outcome

[Chorus]

[Smith:] Yo

[Chorus]

@ Will Smith

Текст песни:

(feat. MC Lyte,Rodney Jerkins, Tatyana Ali)

(Rodney Jerkins)
Darkchild, Big Will, 2000
Bust out, shake it up now
Come on, come on
And shake it up now
Who am I?
You know, you know
Big Will, ya ready?
Come on

(Will Smith)
When I was a lad I used to dream that (one day)
I′d earned the cream that make the rocks gleam
Phat rhymes to make it seem that I was like Bill Gates
Writing lines, seal fates
Power to change the whole set
For exposure or forfeit
And with the wicked sense on how to get the picket fence
Envisioned a hot life, hot wife
Wanted a crib, well a palace like South Fork on Dallas
With lights simmer trees for the ambiance
I been up and down and high and low
Fly with dough, broke looking grimy yo
My shiny glow definitely ain′t cause of my Bentley
It′s something that my fam put in me
Who am I? You ask
The guy with the razzmatazz with ten duffel bags packed withpazazz
In the past cut twice by the ladies of my life
Boom stitched up by my wife
Who am I?
It′s suffice to say found gold in my heart
Put the ice away
Nicer day, live foul homie it′s a price to pay
Even when it′s rainy still I say it′s nice to day
Who am I?
That brother with the platinum plaque
With the strength to stand and say gangsta rap was whack
The fact is that when that brother rap or act
Hold position, front of the pack
Who am I?

(Tatyana Ali)
I be fully educated
Not the one to play with
And I find that some of y′all hate it
But you wanna know baby
Who am I?
I be fully educated
Not the one to play with
And I find that some of y′all hate it
But you wanna know baby
Who am I?

Baby if you really wanna know about me
I′ll tell you who I am
I′ll tell you I be not the one for games
But if you′re right with me
I know I′ll do the same

I be fully educated
Not the one to play with
And I find that some of y′all hate it
But you wanna know baby
Who am I?
I be fully educated
Not the one to play with
And I find that some of y′all hate it
But you wanna know baby
Who am I?
(L-Y-T-E)

(MC Lyte)
Who am I?
You dare to ask
The same female who hailed from Brooklyn and wailed on that ass
I′m your worst nightmare, you′re best wet dream
Break the bank papi cause we′re coming for the cream
And while I′m in the world ain′t none of y′all safe
Hold face, sell a million and you still won′t equate
So who am I? It ain′t hard to tell
Like staying on track cause you thinking I fell
See a lot know my face but a few know me well
Just who I am is the one to make you gel
Who am I? The chick that keeps spittin′
Taking back all my snip that was bitten
Rewritten dangerous laison
With the shades on
Making sure the track stays on
Days on end I′ll be that one true friend
That will always be around when the world falls down
I′m honest to the bone
No question, suggestion
You don′t wanna know
I give the truth, nothing less than
I′m sweet with a heart to fit
Smart as a whip
You feed me well but I′m still hard to get
I′m like a calculus problem you just can′t solve
Study me well if you wanna get involved
And even after that I′m still unpredictable
Now who am I? I′m unforgettable

(Tatyana Ali)
I be fully educated
Not the one to play with
And I find that some of y′all hate it
But you wanna know baby
Who am I?
I be fully educated
Not the one to play with
And I find that some of y′all hate it
But you wanna know baby
Who am I?
I be fully educated
Not the one to play with
And I find that some of y′all hate it
But you wanna know baby
Who am I?
I be fully educated
Not the one to play with
And I find that some of y′all hate it
But you wanna know baby
Who am I?

@ Will Smith

Текст песни:

Good evening Ladies and Gentleman I′m Niah Pitson I′m standing in front of the historic Manns
chinese theatre where thousands literally thousands of fans, journalists and well wishers have
gathered merely to catch a glimpse of the artists formerly known as fresh prince. This album
premiere marks Will Smith′s return to the world of rap. The long awaited album entitled Big Willie
Style has broken sales records everywhere from Bangkok to Madagaskar as we all anxiously await the
arrival of the man himself. Oh wait a minute judging from the stir of the crowd yes he′s arrived
Ladies and gentleman Will Smith has arrived Will Will hey Will real brothers hey whats up man how
you doing

I′m Keith B Real from Keep it Real radio and founding editor of Keep it Real magazine and
motivational tapes we practice what we preach here brother and that is Keeping it Real. Now Will let
me ask you something do you think that you make quote unquote real rap music cause I ain′t never
seen no Wu dancing wit no singing alien keep it real
Well brother I like to have a good time have fun with the music that I make you know let people have
fun
Fun in times like these anyway keep it real another question if I can move on. Will you′ve saved the
world two years in a row do you think you have some sort of supervalistic complex
I′m sorry brother supervalistic
Yeah look it up I ain′t got time I′m keeping it real I mean do you feel that your supervelous than
everybody else
Wait hold hold on hey charlie charlie why don′t you escort Mr Real inside sow him to a real nice
table
Easy easy
You take care Keith

@ Will Smith

Текст песни:

[Men In Black II Soundtrack]

(Come Come on)
(Come on Come Come on M-I-B)
(The Black Suits Comin)
(The Black Suits Comin)

I′m Comin... I′m Comin... I′m Comin... I′m Comin
I am the man in black I′m back
Breaking the back of the random attackers
So can the flak
Yo Im dangerous
I′ve been trained to bust
When a stranger fuss try to endanger us
Praise me y′all
Dont nothing faze me y′all
When they see me their gaze be all crazy y′all
They say I′m a myth
Trust me if somebody riff
Out of the depth of your imagination appears Will Smith
Black suit, the black shades, the black shoes
Black tie with the black attitude
New style black Ray-Bans
I′m stunning man
New hotness pitch black six hundred man
Don′t you understand?
What you thought I wouldnt come again?
Leave you hanging without bringing you the fun again?
Tangling with the alien scum again
Monumental it′s the black suits running in

(Nod Ya Head! The Black Suits Comin′)
Let me see you (Nod Ya Head! The Black Suits Comin′)
Like this, let me see you (Nod Ya Head! The Black Suits Comin′)
Like this, let me see you bop your head, nod your head, come on!
(Nod Ya Head! The Black Suits Comin′)
Let me see you (Nod Ya Head! The Black Suits Comin′)
Like this, let me see you (Nod Ya Head!The Black Suits Comin′)
Like this (Nod Ya Head!)

Check it
Yo it′s this chick right
Serlena, making me sick right
Earth is worthless to her she be tripping like
Threatening me and my mens
Trying to get the light
Thinking she′s superwoman
But black kryptonite finishing whatever you start son
The best looking crime fighter since myself in part one
Better act right and play nice and sing along
′Cause K is back and he hype
What? Bring it on!
Wanna brawl with me? Trying to brawl with me?
Unh Unh What What
Yo... what what... then... lemme... see you just...
Come on... just come on and

(Nod Ya Head! The Black Suits Comin′)
Like this, let me see you (Nod Ya Head! The Black Suits Comin′)
Let me see you (Nod Ya Head! The Black Suits Comin′)
Like this, let me see you(Nod Ya Head! M-I-B)
Let me see you (Nod Ya Head! The Black Suits Comin′)
Let me see you (Nod Ya Head!)
Come on! Come on! Let me see you (Nod Ya Head! The Black Suits Comin′)
Like this, let me see you (Nod Ya Head!)

Check it, Check it
Yo, case closed
Erase my foes
Chased away by the black suits, shades, and clothes
We above the law
Feds can′t touch me y′all
Highly ranked black blank I.D. card
So disregard what you think you saw
Put that phone down now
Who you think you calling huh?
One little flash then good night there
Just open your eyes honey look right there
Thank you mission completed
I mean it we won′t be defeated
You seen it we did it even with weapons depleted
Galaxy defenders don′t act like you don′t remember
Taking contenders and proving they only pretenders
Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls
The Men In Black is back to protect the world
When the enemy is near the elite is hear
So have no fear just let me see you

(Nod Ya Head! the Black Suits Comin′)
Come on! (Nod Ya Head! the Black Suits Comin′)
Like this, let me see you (Nod Ya Head! the Black Suits Comin′)
Like this, let me see you (Nod Ya Head! M-I-B)
(Nod Ya Head! M-I-B) Woo!
(Nod Ya Head! The Black Suits Comin′) Unh!
(Nod Ya Head! M-I-B)
Yo, yo (Nod Ya Head!)

Yo, Yo
If you want to rock just say (Ooo-oh!)
Tell me if you want to rock just say (Ooo-oh!)
If you want to rock just say (Ooo-oh!)
Come on if you want to rock jusy say (Ooo-oh!)
Yo if you want to rock just say (Ooo-oh!)
Tell me if you want to rock just say (Ooo-oh!)
If you want to nod just say (Ooo-oh!)
Tell me if you want to rock just say (Ooo-oh!)
Ha!

@ Will Smith

Текст песни:

[Uh, uh
I′m bout to freak this
Ha, ha, ha, ha
What? What? What? What?
Uh, Big Will, uh I′m bout to freak this
What you want me to freak this
Just peep it while I freak this,
Aight, aight

I′m bout to freak this full out the king of the hill
Big Will keepin′ it real knees in da grill
The whole set all locked down, making you flock down,
Where I′m at they here my rap,
I be that cat to set trends
Where y′all at
On the corner with your friends
Heard you screamin about cream in your rap kid
Yo my last check for Wild Wild West came on a flat bed
Once and for all lets get this straight
How you measure a rapper what make an MC great
Is it the sales? 20 mill
Is it the cars? Bentley′s
Is it the women? Jada
Is it the money? Please
Mr. Clean yet the fact remain
Got girls that don′t speak English screamin′ my name
All you rappers yellin′ bout who you put in a hearse
Do me a favor write one verse without a curse

I′m bout to freak this (yeah, yeah)
What you want me to freak this? (yeah, yeah)
Don′t sleep I′mma freak this (yeah, yeah)
Yo it′s smooth when I freak this (yeah, yeah)
Lay back I′m bout to freak this (yeah, yeah)
Peep this while I freak this (yeah, yeah)
Lay on back I′m bout to freak this (yeah, yeah)
What you want me to freak this? (yeah, yeah)

I don′t wanna see y′all sittin around
Don′t wanna see y′all sittin around
I don′t wanna see y′all sittin around
Don′t wanna see y′all sittin around

Aight one more ′gain deja vu
Up the chart yo y′all see the way I flew
Can′t nobody do this the way I do
You like how I freaky freak this say I do (I do)
Haters sick of the hits like the witch of the west nobody wicked as this
I read in Rap Pages they refer to me as soft
Yeah, more like Microsoft
Will Gates of the rap game
Quintessential mega maniac what′s my rap name
Big Will I′m the man
Not conceded I′m as good as I say I am
Dang, diggy, dang, da-dang, da-dang, diggy, diggy
Back with the Trackmasters
The bang, jiggy, jiggy
Yo, every time I shoot I score
So many awards I can start Grammy chess board

I′m bout to freak this (yeah, yeah)
What you want me to freak this? (yeah, yeah)
Don′t sleep I′m gonna freak this (yeah, yeah)
You know you like this when I freak this (yeah, yeah)
Watch me I′m bout to freak this (yeah, yeah)
What you want me to freak this? (yeah, yeah)
Don′t sleep I′m gonna freak this (yeah, yeah)
Yo it′s smooth when I freak this (yeah, yeah)

Uh I′m bout to freak this
I′m bout to freak this
I′m bout to freak this
Tone and Poke lace tha track
I lace the rap, Jeff do the cut
Yeah what, Rob do the mix, tape to JL
Then Tommy Mattola put it on sell
Then come da moment of truth
Hot off the press to the DJ booth
(Ay yo here it comes y′all that brand new Will Smith cut)
As soon as it drop watch the phones blow up!
BOOM then ship a mill
Quick to the store
What sold out?
When y′all gettin more
Finally get it, bump the track
Then come the multi-platinum plaque
Now I′m gonna leave it up to you
I bang the hits out just for you
And then my dream come true
(This year′s American Music Award goes to)
Huh, thank you

I′m bout to freak this (yeah, yeah)
What you want me to freak this? (yeah, yeah)
Yo you know I′m bout to freak this (yeah, yeah)
Oh you like when I freak this (yeah, yeah)
Don′t sleep I′m gonna freak this (yeah, yeah)
What you want me to freak this? (yeah, yeah)
Girl you know I′m bout to freak this (yeah, yeah)
Yo peep it while I freak this (yeah, yeah)
Ain′t no way I gotta freak this (yeah, yeah)
Yo you like how I freak this (yeah, yeah)
Yo check this style when I freak this (yeah, yeah)
Look at when I freak this (yeah, yeah)
Yo you know I′m gonna freak this (yeah, yeah)
Don′t sleep I′m gonna freak this (yeah, yeah)
What you want me to freak this? (yeah, yeah)
Big Will just freak this (yeah, yeah)
Ha, ha

@ Will Smith

Текст песни:

Yo, ain′t no better man for this hype track
Just the veteran taking the mic back
David Letterman even said he like that track man
Even though he ain′t a rap fan
Black radio, they won′t play though
Ever since "Summertime" they ain′t liked none of mine
Even though the fans went out & bought enough
I guess they think Will ain′t hard enough
Maybe I should just have a shoot out
Run up in the bank, bustin′, grabbin′ all the loot out
Whoop somebody ass, taking my boot out
Right on TV so ya′ll can see me
Just ignorant, attacking, actin′ rough
I mean, then will I be black enough
Oh wait maybe I′ll jack a truck
Full of cigarettes, guns & drugs & stuff

[Chorus 2x:]
Get that
I wish I would of made that
Lean back
I wish I would of made that
I wish I woulda told the girls to ′drop it like it hot′
Summer, Summer, Summertime
Seem like all I got

I always envied how ya′ll rock wit Dre & the Chronic
The way that Tupac, Biggie, 50 and Jigga got it
A lot like L.L., Chuck D, Slick & Dougie
I think ya′ll love me, but ya′ll place other rappers above me
& I don′t know if you feel my flow
& be at my show & you′ll see where I should go
On the charts of rhyme arts & thoughts in rap form
Damnit, I expanded the platform
Damnit, this Cat′s on a rap song
Yeah, it ain′t no braids or plats on
Ain′t on stage wit no gats on
You know I′m afraid, getting′ my act on
It might have stunted my growth
But I wanted them both
& I hope that it would be less tougher
You do two things & then they both gonna suffer
I chose to act & it broke my heart not to rap
Prodigal son, clever, better than ever, back

[Chorus]

I got my swagga back
I got that swagga back, I got that swagga back
I got, I got that swagga back, I got that swagga back
Yo, do you see that lil′ bop in my step
Do you see the little drop to the left, huh, yo
Baseball cap, Timbs when I walk
Do you see that lil′ grin when I talk, huh, yo
Do you see me sorta glide when I slide
See lean to the side in my ride, huh, yo
Do you see it′s no ice on my wrist
Fish still bite just like this. right, right
Do you know what it mean when you see a dude′s chick on TV gleamin′, huh?
Know what it mean to be on the scene & in the audience "Ali", beamin′, yo!
I must have a ′S′ on my chest, I recovered from the Wild, Wild West, yes!
Yo, I been up the creek without a paddle
Now I′m back on the saddle
I got my swagga back

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I got my swagga back
I got that swagga back, I got that swagga back
I got my swagga back
I got that swagga back, I got that swagga back
I got my swagga back
I got that swagga back, I got that swagga back
I got my swagga back

All you see that you see when you seeing me, you ain′t seeing all to be seen
Cause there′s more for you to see than when you see me on the scene in my media machine
I mean madness, sickness, sadness, swaggerless back in the day
Fat, ugly chicks in New York on the radio, saying I′m gay
I had a bonafide downside frown with the swagga not around in my life
Bank account found minimal amounts when countin′ cause of my now ex-wife
I had the boar-thick wall & all that, endure pitfalls & all that, fallin′ callin′ for help
With no call back, where was ya′ll at, gimme the ball back
I got my swagga back

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@ Will Smith