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[Intro: Joanlee] Said I'm flyer than a plane, cooler than some ice skates, Damn it I'm the man I'm about to hit the fan, Stop smilin' in my face, knowing that you really deep down tryna hate, Quit playin' [Verse 1: Joanlee] Joanlee, aka Jay, it's all the same, just remember the name I'm, so official, they better blow the whistle, Cuz I pull up and let go, like my first initial, "Tupac" status "All Eyes On Me", Looking for the baddest chick to bump and grind on me, So, don't bother asking who she came for, stop ya game She'll say my name in pig Latin "Oanlee-Jay" Swag's on point, yo steeze looking retro, Yo style's Alzeimher's, cuz she'll meet you and forget you I'm the sh*t, better wipe me down with a tissue, "Yellow dude" flow, I guess that makes me the piss too I'm steppin' in and I'm about to go get 'em, Got dead presidents in my brand new denim, Ladies get with it, them clowns is getting laughed at, Cuz I can put you on like a fitted, or a snap back, [Hook:] All the girls see me, they know I'm poppin' Haters keep hating cuz they can't stop my fresh Cuz I'm fly than a muthaf*cka, Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I'm fly than a muthaf*cka Stuntin' ain't nothing, why is you frontin' Put that on something, that you ain't jockin' my fresh Cuz I'm fly than a muthaf*cka, Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I'm fly than a muthaf*cka [Verse 2: Traphik] Hold up, let's take a moment of silence, Cuz I'm, killin' the game got it down to a science Me and "Joanlee" Long Beach alliance, Blending fresh sh*t like a kitchen appliance I've been grinding, got a few fans Fresh out the box like a pair of new Vans I'm tight like fat chicks in parachute pants Embarrass you like when your parents do a new dance Al Bundy, I'm saying "No ma'am", Cop'd a Swine flow I'm going so H.A.M. King like Jamie, "dap me broham" Now yo chick is on my d*ck with no hands No support like tits with no tops Put on a fake smile that sh*t's like Botox So don't worry 'bout what the kid don't got Cuz I make my own "Munny" like "Kid Robot" [Hook:] All the girls see me, they know I'm poppin' Haters keep hating cuz they can't stop my fresh Cuz I'm fly than a muthaf*cka, Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I'm fly than a muthaf*cka Stuntin' ain't nothing, why is you frontin' Put that on something, that you ain't jockin' my fresh Cuz I'm fly than a muthaf*cka, Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I'm fly than a muthaf*cka [Verse 3: Traphik & Joanlee] [Traphik] It's your Royal Flyness, everybody want to bite it So much status everybody want to "Like" it Go ahead and try it, you can copy my sh*t But you can't be fly without me I'm the pilot Got plenty women, I got plenty kicks Outside the box like December 26 Dirty girls burning dudes like some wooden chips So I keep it wrapped up like Muslims chicks [Joanlee] Yup! I'm the one you keep hearing my name about Like a pair of fresh "Jordan's" don't wear it out I don't speak yo language, was you saying something? Ye' (Kanye), "ugh, ugh, you can't tell me nothin'" Checking me out like a Hotel guest, I'm "J.D." when a hater speaks, "So So Def", Me be offended? Don't hold yo breath You're my Street Team, so please keep talking that sh*t (Hahaha) [Hook:] All the girls see me, they know I'm poppin' Haters keep hating cuz they can't stop my fresh Cuz I'm fly than a muthaf*cka, Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I'm fly than a muthaf*cka Stuntin' ain't nothing, why is you frontin' Put that on something, that you ain't jockin' my fresh Cuz I'm fly than a muthaf*cka, Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I'm fly than a muthaf*cka |