Firm All Stars Lyrics - Singles - The Firm

Ayo, you see that a major, tellin' my flavor 

All types of paper, I'm doin' you a favor 

So blaze the trees, come on baby, please 

Yo to lay with these girls, pay the fees 

'Cause I stay in these coop rabie bees 

Jitty to the fifty, to the ACG's and when I'm lazy B 

Let the AC breeze, explain to my dames how the gamin' be 

So what you trippin' about in the club, I be kickin' em' out 

I get 'em home then I'm twistin' them out 

If I still keep it real I be friskin' them out, with my dick in they mouth 

Then I'm kickin' them out 'cause you miss the quote 

'Cause even if this kid was broke on you, I wouldn't trick to know 

Have me high at first like I sniff some coke 

But now you gotta go don't forget your coat 

We are the firm all stars 

Fuckin' your bitch, we don't care who you are 

We don't need no introduction, our music steady bumpin' 

From the crib to the club to your cars, come fuck with us 

If you know about us throw your hands in the air 

From Texas to New York to Montclair 

This be the knock from Flat bush to Little Rock 

Even New Orleans be 'bout it, 'bout it, it's hot 

I gets 7:30 for the door daddy 

Ain't know thing, y'all know about the rings 

Here you vibe and you balls with the big cat 

Anything you tryin' ta bring, been there done that 

See the paper stack, I'm not a hater dog 

Y'all still crusin' lands, I'm navigatin' dog 

Brooklyn tone, baby girl, flawsed night and left 

And baget stones in a James Bond chrome 

See this pretty face, but you wanna stick it 

If it's broke nigga we can let Tido fix it 

I can't stop, I won't stop 

Everything hot, first week out hit the top 

Pretty Boy relentless, Cop the coop, that's expensive 

For instance we rollin' in fleets in ten to sixes 

We smoke phiphers with a dime chick pullin' all nighters 

P be Mr. Macaroni, the world slick lies and pretty Tony 

If you never new, know you, know me, that's why, they wanna blow me 

We eat caviar, shine like a movie star 

Firm click real thick, Nas tell em' who we are 

We are the firm all stars 

Fuckin' your bitch, we don't care who you are 

We don't need no introduction, our music steady bumpin' 

From the crib to the club to your cars, come fuck with us