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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Will Smith
Will Smith
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Will Smith
Will Smith
Songwriter
Andreao Heard
Andreao Heard
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Andreao Heard
Andreao Heard
Producer
James Lassiter
James Lassiter
Executive Producer
Ann Carli
Ann Carli
Executive Producer
Benny Medina
Benny Medina
Executive Producer
Ian Dalsemer
Ian Dalsemer
Assistant Engineer
Jonathan Pinks
Jonathan Pinks
Assistant Engineer
Ken "Duro" Ifill
Ken "Duro" Ifill
Recording Engineer
Herb Powers
Herb Powers
Mastering Engineer
Rob Chiarelli
Rob Chiarelli
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Uh there we go Let me go and jig this thing on out Go ahead baby you got it Big Will raising the roof raising the roof Show him how to do it Will Observe the high roller Mic controller Number one hip hop son Call me solar Why cause I shine Praise the Big Willie I'm Raised in Philly I daze and thrillin' ya Don't be silly ya can't see me Again I'm killin ya on MTV Just get with it my friend (Damn another award) That kid done did it again (Oh my Lord) The fantastic Boombastic Getting ten times hotter than any you other cats get Practice You lack this I'm the real McCoy First with Jeff I was startin Then with Martin I'm a Badboy See more green than David Bantha More juice than Tropicana You hawking me like Atlanta Emcees just flee they rightfully concerned Big Will wants the mic back it's my turn to burn Verse two verse two (blaze em one) I'm back attacking the mic Hype like a Viking Striking like a python Blaze like Jon A hip-hop icon emcee radical Back on track from my rap act sabbatical Nine point six on the ricter Kicked her, ears so slickta Chicks quickta flip the Bright glance and the tight pants for the slight chance Big Willie can we get one dance Why yes you may and I'm just saying That dress you playing is a okay an This is your chance for at least it could be For you an you girlfriend on the dance floor menage boogie On the scene I fronts and dashing fashion Lost my cream once, now I'm stashin cashin Countries and currencies like a true Don It's a new time and its mine watch me shine The way I blaze through the days and nights How I deal with the craze my momma raised me right Whether I'm on stage or in the studio booth A hundred proof raisin the roof raisin the roof (And Y'all know) Can't nobody rock a crowd like me (She knows) Can't nobody make it bounce like me (He knows) Can't nobody get it hot like me (You know) Y'all need to stop cause ya can't see me (Y'all know) Can't nobody rock a crowd like me (e knows) Can't nobody make it bounce like me (She knows) Can't nobody get it hot like me (Y'all know) Y'all need to stop cause ya can't see me (Blaze em y'all) Seven continents I bruise all cruise Adidas, kilts, or bamboos and no shoes Eskimos to Aborigines I'll test the flows of the world's emcees I'll hit you out the ball park You just all talk Don't be looking at my script, you can't play my part See I'm a rapper that's an actor You act rap with no heart The way that I compose those flows like Mozart Gets something like a symphony, when I'm orchestrating em Ever since the days of me and Jeff at the Paladium All my life I've been the cream of the crop Shopping a dream now I got a crop full of cream I raise mics for the flow of it, you know the show of it Not the Benz 600 four door of it (keep it real yo) I'm a rhyme regardless of earning Long as my heart keeps yearning I gots ta keep burning (Y'all know) Can't nobody rock a crowd like me (She knows) Can't nobody make it bounce like me (He knows) Can't nobody get it hot like me (You know) Y'all need to stop cause ya can't see me -repeat-
Writer(s): Willard Smith, Andreao Heard Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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