Yeah
Big job buck up
To the pocket of you know what
Hot damn, hot damn, hot damn my man
Hot damn
Ready to win
Money in my pocket
Wearin' a grin
Lots of flocks on the rocks
Wearing boots
Without no socks
Whoopin' a**, knuckles bra**
Bitin' fire and chewin' gla**
Whoopin' a**, knuckles bra**
Bitin' fire and chewin' gla**
Temper like a cyclone baby
In a fightin' stance
Ambiance...
Church bells ring
We all sing
Everybody likes to wear a ring...
Temper like a cyclone
Temper