Jayz Rkelly Fiesta Uncut version

Remix with the homie from the Midwest side

Game, recognize game, hoes new too

It's the new 2 live too, I suppose you knew

So thugs, pop the toasters

But don't approach us or

Bullets will chase you like Moet Mimosas

Catch us both toasters, racing twin motors

Boxes with glocks to the prop, yeah to make you closer

Whoever come closest, you've been warned

But ****** don't get their picture 'til the weapons is drawn

Make your way backstage, baby girl, it's on

And we'll be drinking 'til six in the morning

In the back of the club with my ma

Popping bottles of crisp with my ma

Put the bar on the tab for my ma

Throwing hundreds up for grabs with my ma

It's about to go down tonight

Mama be drinking 'til the early day light

****** high like a motherfucking flies

Big three, honey, ***** will make me feel inside

My, my, my, my

It's what they all say when they see the pros in my face

My, my, my, my

Anytime they see them big things on the side

My dawg got a club, they don't fuck it with them greenies

Let your man say it

Got the other scene up, yeah, she with me

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