(Verse 1)
Bought a new pair of pants, my knickers
Papa got a brand new dance, my knickers
Wanna cuff, wanna hand my knickers
In the school they be tryna see who’s wearing my knickers
Their whole style, it depends on knickers
Y’all wanna talk, wanna dance like knickers
F**k a mil, I want the Lamb, my ni**a
Villa looking like the south side of France, my ni**a
(Pre Chorus)
Show up, I show up
All my ni**as show up
It’s showtime, ni**a, show up
Showbiz come to the ni**a showing up
(Chorus)
Now we made it
All my ni**as been through
Now we made it
I know it’s hard for you
To celebrate it
But I just gotta live my life
I just gotta live my life
Til I
Put my knickers on
Put my knickers on
Put my knickers on
Put my knickers on
But I just gotta live my life
Yeah I just gotta live my life
(Verse 2)
I think they wanna end my knickers
Discontinue the trend, my knickers
Tryna bleach, tryna blend my knickers
Need to slow clap and command my knickers
They don’t even understand my knickers
Back in the day they used to brand my knickers
And now they wanna ban my ni**as
Even though they got a Grammy in their hand, my ni**as
(Repeat Pre Chorus & Chorus)
(Verse 3)
My ni**a
I said woo, this is that sound, my ni**a
Burn it down, build a new town, my ni**a
Said woo, lost and found, my ni**a
Don’t sink when they try to drown, my ni**a
Oh man, never let me down, my ni**a
Never let them ever break you down, my ni**a
Bodies in the alleyway
Now police would like a ni**a they could put away
They looking, they looking, now I got to lay low
They looking, they looking, now I got to lay low
So we been looking like the Phantom of the Opera
When we drive by, shoulda recognized the reminder
Chiefing, chiefing, ni**a, delegate a bigger ni**a
Trigger finger make a ni**a fly like one guy
Oh lord now they at it again
Oh lord, black magic again
(Repeat Chorus)
