[Jacquees] What´s good, yo, what´s good? (Mike Mixer is in the building) You know I got a pimple on my, my chin I´ma bust that **** later (Trauma Tone)
But I just wanna let everybody know that I´m the king of R&B right now For this generation (No cap, no cap) I understand who done came and who done did that and that and that But now it´s my turn Jacquees the king of R&B, I just heard him say it And I, I been feelin´ like that ATL, let´s get it, I´m the new king of R&B Yeah, I gotta dedicate this to all the kings before me, all the greats
[Jacquees] Felt like Tip, ridin´ on 24s when my debut hit the stands (Uh-huh, skrrt) Used to be ridin´ Mustang but I know that Lambo´ was in the plan (I´ma get me a motherfuckin´ Lambo´, nigga)
Nine years old, karaoke machine and the Michael Jackson hand (Yeah, shout out my mama, for real) Singing, "I want you back," ´cause my girl knowin´ one day I´ll be the man (Uh-huh, yeah, c´mon) Grandma put me on my first flight, now I´m in the UK with American bands (No cap, yeah, and I fly private) If you a big dawg, book me in your city, I shut it down, you become the man (I done proved this shit already) You can count on me, I knew one day I´d get it (Yeah) Shuttin´ shit down, now I´m the king of the city (No cap) Every day, a star is born (That´s a fact) And if we talkin´ kings, there´s more than one (On God)
[Jacquees & T.I.] You should clap for ´em Clap for ´em, clap for ´em (Clap) Clap for ´em (Clap), clap for ´em (Clap) Clap for ´em (Clap), clap for ´em, hey You should clap for ´em Clap for ´em, clap for ´em (Clap) Clap for ´em (Clap), clap for ´em (Clap) Clap for ´em (Clap) You should clap for ´em Clap for ´em ´Cause I´ma clap for ´em (Yeah) Clap, clap (Uh), clap (King), clap (Huh)
[T.I.] Kill a nigga for the time that he looked at you I´ll be there when you´re throwing that, that too Put your ass in the air, I´ma kiss that, boo
Your girl over there, I´ma hit that too Get Kama Sutra freaky sex Doggy style, missionary Bless the day I met you Can´t go nowhere, ain´t gon´ let you, uh-uh Top off In convertible, that Birkin ain´t no knockoff Was just with Oprah and Denzel, I´m a player Ain´t no million, then we don´t compare Like Nas said, it ain´t hard for you to tell, yeah From the west side of Atlanta Change the street name, it don´t matter I say Bankhead, I mean my hood Where I grew up, fuck that cracker No, I don´t go to Stone Mountain ´cause that statue on the side A reminder of that time when we survived genocide, damn
[Jacquees] You should clap for ´em Clap for ´em, clap for ´em (Clap) Clap for ´em (Clap), clap for ´em (Clap) Clap for ´em (Clap), clap for ´em, hey You should clap for ´em Clap for ´em, clap for ´em (Clap) Clap for ´em (Clap), clap for ´em (Clap) Clap for ´em (Clap) You should clap for ´em Clap for ´em ´Cause I´ma clap for ´em Clap, clap, clap, clap