Like This

Lyrics

So you think you can, dis the international bad man, them straight outta Virgin Islands. We don't play no games with no kinda jokey boy. Ya done know how we walk and talk and kick up like this and gwan like this
 She say she never hear nobody talk like this
 Sag in ah me pants, make me walk like this
 Flag in ah me pocket make me rep my clique
 Soon as it drop you know we rock like this
 She never see me put it on the map like this
 She never know poor could ah look so rich
 She never seen nothing turn to something so quick
 Soon as it drop she say, "That's my shit"
 You'n never hear nobody who does rap like this
 Put the Virgin Islands on the map like this
 Ghetto youths, that's why we does act like this
 Rock City get this mother skunt pack like this
 It's our time now, just watch like this
 A bunch of middle fingers to the cops like this
 Ain't nobody else rocking Gucci chains like this
 Island Boy Cartel and you know we run this
 (Woah)
 Burning too hot
 (Woah)
 Damn we won't stop
 (Woah)
 Screaming more fire
 (Woah)
 Lighters in the sky
 (Woah)
 Somebody call F.E.M.A
 (Woah)
 Mucho gasolina
 (Woah)
 Screaming more fire
 (Woah)
 Light up this arena
 She say she never seen know doors lift like this
 She say she never see nobody fresh like this
 Didn't know island boys dress like this
 Ain't heard this since bad boy 96
 Never seen nobody from a dot like this
 Where man sell crack lick shot like this
 Come out ah the slums and write all these hits
 Can't nobody never ever do it like this
 I bet them island girls burst a wine pon this
 If biggie was alive you'll probably hear him on this
 I do it for the hood cause I know they want this
 Every rappers gone want put a verse on this
 It been a while since I hear a track like this
 Get the whole Caribbean on my back like this
 Lick a shot bo bo bo bo like this
 Cause ain't nothing hard like this
 (Woah)
 Burning too hot
 (Woah)
 Damn we won't stop
 (Woah)
 Screaming more fire
 (Woah)
 Lighters in the sky
 (Woah)
 Somebody call F.E.M.A
 (Woah)
 Mucho gasolina
 (Woah)
 Screaming more fire
 (Woah)
 Light up this arena
 Yaow, yuh done know dem Virgin Island man in de building
 Rock man Cruz man, BVI and St. John
 What you saying
 Yuh done know we representing all de ghetto yute dem around de world
 All de man out here that just trying make a better life for they self by any means necessary
 Cause man out here struggling for real
 And we gotta do whatever it is we gotta do to survive
 Cause that's what dreams are made of
 

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Song Details

Duration
02:50
Key
2
Tempo
85 BPM

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