Oh No

[Verse 1] (Safaree) Man I ain't going to court Beef's a broke nigga sport She be calling me daddy But I won't pay child support She like that I came from Brooklyn But right now I'm out in London With some shooters and badman that will bust your head for nothin' But let me tell you somethin' Most these fassys be frontin' Most these niggas make believe So best believe they be stuntin' Man let me tell you how to do it when I really do it I'ma really break it down and I'ma show you how to do it This a gunman talk and a gunman [?] And a bad boy talk and we just touched down [?] in [?] we don't like clone [?] just for show down Bullet proof vests they just reflect [?] Pam pam pam until it drop down Take that money Count this money Write that shit and take all your money No comedy jam and I know you funny Go bounce that fat ass earn this money [?] Kobe the mamba But when you see me I am a monster I am Jamaican but not a rasta Pockets so fat where is the pasta [Chorus](Philly Swain) [?] man shift from the front of the rear now [?] man stunt roll a blunt crack a beer now Pull up to that scene make your team shed a tear now Oh no [?] man shift from the front of the rear now [?] man stunt roll a blunt crack a beer now Pull up to that scene make your team shed a tear now Oh no [Verse 2] (Safaree) I know that you frontin' You know that I'm stuntin' What is you saying, you not saying nothin' Came on the block with just me and my cousin I call him Justin, yeah he be [?] Why do you party and don't celebrate You wastin' my time that's why I'm late Came in a 10, should have been 8 Stopped in the lobby and saw your wife She bought her a body, went and bought a Bugatti Surgery is her hobby, her occupation is top me Not talkin' Joe but she sloppy Mixed with haters so crop me You could follow me to Kinkos and you still couldn't copy I ain't worry what he say Got more keys on a key chain Got your main chick and side chick On my dick that's a three-way Gettin' [?] on the free-way Ain't get this car off of Ebay My phone bill it costs a stack And you still rockin' a pre-paid And then I stack that money Count this money Write that shit and take all your money No comedy jam and I know you funny Go bounce that fat ass earn this money [?] Kobe the mamba But when you see me I am a monster I am Jamaican but not a Rasta Pockets so fat where is the pasta [Chorus](Philly Swain) [x2] (Philly Swain) Oh no, oh no [?] be a four door [?] see a paparazzi [?] snappin' photos [?] take your chick, we gonna make a porno Oh no (Safaree) Bad man ting, bad man ting Bad man and a bad man ting Bad man ting, bad man ting And a bad man ting