Back to the Hip Hop (Intro) Featuring Esha B - D.J. Ace & Much Finesse

I wanna know When (yeh) Cyaan we touch the road again Everybody keep asking When Go at party with we friend Tell me When a we go Back to normal Back to normal Back to normal When a,when a, when a Back to normal Back to normal Back to normal Back to normal We a ask When we a go back walk pan di street ?? swimming inna di beach Country side inna di top up jeep Come?? blue mountain peak Any weh we want go We cyaan reach We always woman??

(D-D-D-DJ Swift on the track) Uh I'm way up, way up, ayy Uh, I'm way up, way up, ayy Wake up early morning, racing to the block, I gotta get the check Bitch, free Luca Brasi, don't get tired or I won't win the race I just hit a vice, man, nigga, I'm finna drown my neck Pussy-nigga blowin' up my phone, don't know he finesse, yeah Run all my bitches, I cut off them niggas that kept all them hoes in my mix Go to the trap, we gon' pick up the pack then traffic, I'm actually taking the risk Bitch, I ain't friendly, you didn't fuck with me when I was down bad and I ain't have shit Now I'm that nigga, I'm stepping up better and all my fans they wanna take pics, uh Look, popping them Xans, then I'm out the lair We on the top, just me and my man Think about signing and blowing the advance (uh, uh, uh, uh) It's going now, can't serve from the hand Bitch, I'm the hottest, I need me a van Free all my niggas that down in the can (rrah, brrt, brrt, rrah) Don't only want you, bitch, I want you and your friend Do a show all on the road, then fuck on one of my fans She gon' eat me like she greedy, ain't gon' do it with no hands I swear hot, she like fish grease, jumping out the pan I'm the man Pockets full of bands Nigga down, my pants tryna take it Bitch, all in my face, you like where you stand I'm just praying, I stick to the plan I been going in, phone ringing, bitch, free Luca Brasi What the fuck you sayin'? Wake up early morning, racing to the block, I gotta get the check Bitch, free Luca Brasi, don't get tired or I won't win the race I just hit a vice, man, nigga, I'm finna drown my neck Pussy-nigga blowing up my phone, don't know he finesse (yeah) Run all my bitches, I cut off them niggas, that kept all them hoes in my mix Go to the trap, we gon' pick up the pack then traffic, I'm actually taking the risk Bitch, I ain't friendly, you didn't fuck with me when I was down bad and didn't have shit Now I'm that nigga, I'm stepping up better and all my fans they wanna take pics, yeah

You know I'm tryna stay away from you You know I'm tryna keep my distance Somehow you always get your way, don't you? You get me right back in my feelings, oh, woah You got bad intentions, baby, I can tell You don't like seein' me with nobody else, ah-ah So you come and give me your affection, yeah-yeah But I know it's just finesse, finesse Always in my phone, soon as I move on, oh Finesse, finesse As soon as I give in, you end up leavin', oh-oh-oh Finesse, finesse Always up and goin' but never leave me 'lone, oh-oh Finesse, finesse Finesse, oh, finesse Nigga, I ain't 'bout to play these games wit' you 'Cause I know exactly what you're doin' (you're doin') I peep it every time you're feelin' alone So tell me who you think you foolin'? Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah You got bad intentions, baby, I can tell (ooh, ooh) You don't like seein' me with nobody else, ah-ah So I never let you fuck my head up, no, no, no 'Cause I know it's just finesse (oh, oh, oh), finesse Always in my phone (my phone), soon as I move on (oh yeah, yeah, yeah) Finesse, oh, no, finesse, hey As soon as I give in (give in), you end up leavin', oh-oh-oh Finesse (yeah, yeah), finesse Always up and goin' (and goin') but never leave me 'lone, oh-oh (oh nah) Finesse, finesse Finesse, oh, finesse It's all a finesse All a finesse, all a finesse All a finesse All a finesse, all a finesse But I been peeped game Oh yeah, I been peeped game I been peeped it, been peeped it I did, I did (No funny shit) (You do one fuckin' thing to a nigga) (And all the shit he puts you through goes out the motherfuckin' window) (Like, sir, so we just gonna act like you ain't do what you did that made me do what I did) (You the one that sparked the revolution) (It's a revolution)