Shabba REMIX

SHABBA! Him deh yah

S, and a H, and a A, double B

And a A, R-A-N-K-S, always the best

A$AP MOB, do the job, fly the flag

Lawd ah mercy, people






Say my name a likkle louder

Holla out mi name mek I rip up the crowd ah

Say it 3 times if a me unu proud ah

SHABBA! SHABBA! SHABBA!

Oh man, say it a likkle likkle louder

Holla out mi name mek I rip up the crowd ah

Say it 3 times if a me unu proud ah

SHABBA! SHABBA! SHABBA!

Hey, holla out mi name, jump to mi name

Call out mi name, bawl out mi name

Nah stop until it reach hall of fame

Seh yuh body waan Shabba know de same

People, holla out mi name, jump to mi name

Call out mi name, bawl out mi name

Nah stop until it reach hall of fame

Anytime mi spit, mi spit flame

Ah me dem in need of, true crowd pleaser

Turn non-believer, inna believer

Come crowd a people follow di procedure

Mi no Rakim but "Follow The Leader"

Head ah go jump off ah fool dem shoulder

Chop off dem head with mi cleaver

From Jamaica right back to Geneva

Shabba Ranking ah true crowd pleaser






Sha-Shabba Ranks, Sha-Sha-Shabba Ranks

Eight gold rings like I'm Sha-Shabba Ranks

Four gold chains like I'm Sha-Shabba Ranks

One gold tooth like I'm...






Who that stocky nigga with the grills? Trap Lord you're so trill

I could get a new Bugatti but a nigga rather chill

Rather sit up on the block and stack it 'til I get a mill'

What about them old bitches who ain't wanna give me feel?

Now they want a make it Gucci cause a nigga got a deal

Rather double up and strap and hit a booty in Brazil

I hit Punta Cana when shit gets so real

Two bad bitches in my vehicle

Yellow hood rats like Pikachu

Hit it from the back got 'em screaming like

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH like Yeezus do

Bringing rappers from the dead like Jesus do

Can't call them bone thugs cause they eating dude

I bust-a-rhyme and flip-mode, speak the flu

Nigga Ya Ya Ya eat ya crew

Butter pecan, Puerto Rican, be freakin' the deacon'

A hood pope get good throat, I'm skeetin' the sheets

She feelin' my team, I asked her if she feelin' The Weeknd

Cause a nigga like she give head while you're singin'

I'ma get the bread while I'm breathin'

I'm the rookie of the year and you better believe it

I be barkin' like a Que like I'm very collegiate!

Like I'm Pedigree eatin'






Meetin' up the plug at a Quik
Trip

Young nigga had to make that money back flip

I'm trappin' with accuracy

Gold on my toilet like Master P

Lil' mama, she drunk off a daiquiri

Shabba Ranks my pinky finger, please

You mad cause you workin' at Mickey D's

Young nigga, I'm flexin' like Hercules (flex, flex!)

You can take her to the movie and go watch a film

A$AP Ferg, front me a pelican

Lean, lean, lean, that's my medicine

Quavo, old money, Sega Genesis






Takeoff got ten gold rings, bling, bling, bling

For tryna take my rings, gun go bang

Cashed out on the jeweler, ching

Got 'em feelin' like Martin Luther King, I had a dream

Actavis, I only sip

And begin with a beam by extending my clip

If I see the police, grab my chips and I dip

Snapping my fingers, we fillin' arenas

I flip up the Hannah Montana in real

I feel like that Keyshia Ka'oir

That double AK-47's, they aim at your lip

Versace, Givenchy, this shit is ridiculous

SHABBA!






Look, nigga, get it straight, you could never fuck with my clique, boy

Aww shit, quick, hit you with the dropkick jaw

Bone break, you can see the way the clock tick, tock, tick

Funny all these niggas stop, bitch boy

Bust' Rhymes back up in the cockpit, spit toxic, always givin' niggas hot shit, boy

Niggas see me shinin' 'til he's sick, sick, sick

Any bitch really want Islam dick, boy

So much jewelry, nigga lookin' priceless out here

A lot of rappin' niggas lookin' lifeless out here

Kill 'em 'til they say a nigga triflin' out here

And you can let 'em talk, you know who the nicest out here

Vroom, vroom, vroom! Bite dust pussy

Better get low when you hear de shot buss, pussy

Every time I come here, know I body niggas fully

Godfather with it while I murder little rookie

And I'm bigger than your shorty though her pussy kinda bushy

Fuckin' on the low, Versace logo on the hoodie

Airhorn blow, my nigga, bwam bwam bwam

Let it go, you already know what's really goodie

Killin' shit like I'm some kind of cancer

Bag your bitch, now she my private dancer

I don't understand why niggas feel like they have to ask who the god is

When you know what's the answer

Chokehold shit 'til they be callin' me strangler

Hundred million dollars, safe behind the plasma

Proper with it, 'til he spread the propaganda

And when I TEC talk, can we pop your man up

On my Sha-Shabba Ranks, on my Sha-Shabba Ranks nigga

Gettin' so much money, it's like I just robbed a bank, nigga






Sha-Shabba Ranks, Sha-Sha-Shabba Ranks

Eight gold rings like I'm Sha-Shabba Ranks

Four gold chains like I'm Sha-Shabba Ranks

One gold tooth like I'm Sha-Shabba Ranks

Sha-Shabba Ranks, Sha-Sha-Shabba Ranks

Eight gold rings like I'm Sha-Shabba Ranks

Four gold chains like I'm Sha-Shabba Ranks

One gold tooth like I'm Sha-Shabba Ranks