We own this
Uh-uh
[Verse 1: Kyle Lucas)
Okay never once did i back out, never once will I back down
Never once did i settle for sh**, i ain't comfortable in the background
Kyle Lucas I'm back out, party till we all blackout
Eyes are wired and you acting tired
And your girl in my lap about to pa** out
And i guess some people can't handle the liquor
Kinda hard when you party with me boy
Ive been going so hard off the sizzurp
And I've been leaning like i broke one knee boy
Ive been going so hard on my liver
I don't know how long i'ma live for
Only live once, so i'ma live it up
Like i don't know how to swim in a whiskey river
Yo piece of mine, i need piece of mine
Tell me to chill i need peace of mind
Well i need to find some fine hippy b**hes
Who are into free love like the peace sign
Dodged a bullet with my last b**h
Almost married would of got a divorce
I ain't with these lawyers tennis games
Up in the court going back and forth
Okay f** that noise go and pour me some
Pour me some cause the 40's done
And i'm performing and my fee 4 G's
All the weed we brung's like 40 tons
If my math is right that goes 40 lungs
20 chicks, shirts undone
And they screaming for more, so i need to record
Pa** the camera, before i run…
We own this
[Chorus: STS]
We Own This
We Own This
We Own This
And it's like ya b**h we own it
Ya b**h we own it
Everything from the parking lot
To the club homie we own it
Ya b**h we own it
Ya b**h we own it
And don't nobody in this mother f**er want it
[Verse 2: Kyle Lucas]
Okay well i'm back in this b**h like i never left
Never left, well i did for a sec
Took a time out with your secretary
Don Draper i got my feet on your desk
sh** i'm just being honest, she was just paying homage
Probably why i get all these label offers but they don't wanna let me in the office
Yo these rap dudes i'ma problem, f** them
Eat them all i'm a monster, Okay
f** who's who when I got screw's loose and i'm off my motherf**ing rocker
So, rodger that, tell her holler back
In L.A. getting dome like a Dodger cap
Smoke Cali, I ain't really bother to chat cause
Ain't nobody got time for that
But everybody got time for this
If i come off just a little confidence
It's cause the competition's so non-existent
We ain't in the same conference
We in two different leagues boy
Going in Bruce Lee-Roy
Bars deployed leave a beat destroyed
Cheap reward and it's easier
See i flow C4 see me at your door
And i'm sounding off like you never seen before
Fake a** thugs like CB-4
Emcees need to go and see Lyor
Or maybe Russell cause the CD store
Won't' stock your sh** you'll be ignore
One thing you will never see me poor
Heating up now like a meteor
[Chorus: STS]
We Own This
We Own This
We Own This
And it's like ya b**h we own it
Ya b**h we own it
Everything from the parking lot
To the club homie we own it
Ya b**h we own it
Ya b**h we own it
And don't nobody in this mother f**er want it
(Repeat 2x)