Help me! Cause I, can feel, the fumes. Cause someone in cool, has made it inside the room. Our ideas get shared, not a good one gets spared. And you're just sittin there, suckin up the air.
Help me. 'Cause I, can feel, the fumes.. 'Cause someone uncool, has made it inside the room,. Our idea's get shared, now the girl won't get spared,. And you're just sitting there, sucking up the air.
[Chorus: Rosco P. Coldchain] + (Pharrell). Hey 'Rell this beat is.. (HOT!.. HOT!). You know I keep a chrome, under seats and in the home. Without speaking you'll give me your chain.