Lyrics:
Get it, text message I dont know the number
Flexin on these niggas, every bone and muscle
Steady taking shots, but Im never hurting nothing
Even then you dont worry none
And Id like to give a shoutout to my niggas with the game plan
And shoutout to my niggas with escape plans
Uh, twenty bands, rain dance
We can keep the rain check or we can make plans
Pockets loaded, rocket loaded, okay lets rock and roll this
Time to go, lock stock and two smoking barrels
Locked and loaded, diamonds glowing, chart-climbing on em
You think Im jumping out the window how I got em open
Line around the corner, line em up to block and over
Times I even stop the smoking when its time to focus
My shades Dior, my pants velour
Create, explore, expand, conquer
I came, I saw, I came, I saw
I praise the Lord, then break the law
I take whats mine, then take some more
It rains, it pours, it rains, it pours
I came, I saw, I came, I saw
I praise the Lord, then break the law
I take whats mine, then take some more
It rains, it pours, it rains, it pours
I sold the pack, the loose, the hard (yeah)
I listened to X, I peeped the bars (yeah)
The snakes, the rats, the cats, the dogs
The games, a trap, protect, your heart (yeah)
I waited in line, return, refine
The new design, its time to shine
To shine, to shine, to shine, to shine
I hustle, I flex, the world is mine
So please believe, allow the greaze
These niggas disease, dont speak we squeeze (squeeze)
I make the devil go weak the knees
You hate, youre lame, your loss
I came, I saw, I came, I saw
I praise the Lord, then break the law
I take whats mine, then take some more
It rains, it pours, it rains, it pours
I came, I saw, I came, I saw
I praise the Lord, then break the law
I take whats mine, then take some more
It rains, it pours, it rains, it pours
She came, I came, now whats my name?
My chain, my pants, my pants with the chain
They know its me, the hat and the shades
They heard my voice and they ran to the stage
My vans, my braids, my mans, my babe
My girls, my ex, my hoes that I left
The way I stepped, out the car, thats a flex
Give thanks, get fresh, praise the Lord then finesse, bless
I came, I saw, I came, I saw
I praise the Lord, then break the law
I take whats mine, then take some more
It rains, it pours, it rains, it pours
I came, I saw, I came, I saw
I praise the Lord, then break the law
I take whats mine, then take some more
It rains, it pours, it rains, it pours
Programmer, Associated Performer, Keyboards: Stannard
Programmer, Associated Performer, Keyboards: Rowe
Studio Personnel, Engineer: Adrian Bushby
Studio Personnel, Mixer: Mark Spike Stent
Associated Performer, Vocals: Melanie Chisholm
Associated Performer, Vocals: Melanie Brown
Associated Performer, Vocals: Emma Bunton
Associated Performer, Vocals: Victoria Beckham
Associated Performer, Vocals: Geri Halliwell
Producer: Matt Rowe
Producer: Richard Stannard
Composer Lyricist: Mel Brown
Composer Lyricist: Melanie Chisholm
Composer Lyricist: Victoria Beckham
Composer Lyricist: Emma Bunton
Composer Lyricist: Geri Halliwell
Composer Lyricist: Richard Stannard
Composer Lyricist: Matt Rowe