Look, it's been a long time, I shouldn't have left you
But now I came back to step through
Think of how many weak dudes you heard, boo
Time's up, sorry I let you

Listen to them
You see I'm back with a gem and you knowin'
That I'ma always keep it hot 'til the end
And again and again, that's how we

Make the world go round
Round, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Go round, round, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Go round, round, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Go round, round, ah, ah, ah, ah, go round

Aye, aye, just feel my presence
Better than ever, back with a vengeance
Ah hey, slide on, baby, just ride on
I give ya e'rything people rely on, my nigga

They heat that meat gets fried on, still I'll
Drop shit to murder the club, call it a killa
Stand up with my back on the wall
And let her throw her ass, that's what a thug do

Put it down, rep how we rep, niggaz know we ball
If you ain't know we bought out the club too
Baby girl, get it, let's swing it right back to the crib
Then I hit it, she love the way I spit it, ooh

See when I come they love how I'm movin' it
They worship the kid and the way I'm really doin' it
Shit, make baby girl moist
I'm steppin' in the club, valet the Rolls Royce

Filthy talkin', bottle poppin'
Disco rockin', park, go party
I feel life, money and Cashmere

These things make the world go round
Round, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Go round, round, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Go round, round, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Go round, round, ah, ah, ah, ah, go round

Now what the hell are you lookin' for?
Watch how a nigga bring the ceilin' to the floor
I see the way I do and get a little raw now
Break somethin', see the way we kickin' in the door now

When I come see a Range and a Porsche now
Do what I say, women to the floor now
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World tours now, nigga charter the jet

Got women sweatin' and they ready and they willin'
I come to the telly and they steady doin' the diddy bop
Hit you with it, shorty gettin' really hot
Pretty with it the way a bitch can make the city stop

Whyle all night, mami know the routine
Style so right and I'm creatin' a new scene
Bass seem to make mami come and put it on you
While I give it to you 'cause you know I'm back to do it for ya

Filthy talkin', bottle poppin'
Disco rockin', park, go party
I feel life, money and Cashmere

These things make the world go round
Round, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Go round, round, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Go round, round, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Go round, round, ah, ah, ah, ah, go round

And away we go, off to the next spot
First 5 is a little club kinda hot
First on the scene, see the blunt fire spark
Snatch shorty, take her to the corner where it's dark

Now shorty breathin' all heavy, hands all on me
Then she turn around and try to put her ass all on me
I ain't payin' no mind
'Til I seen her crew waitin' on the Soul Train line

Now shorty workin' hard tryin' to get with me
Wanna take me to the bathroom, tryin' to give me quickie
But I ain't trickin' on 'em like my name Tricky
When they smell my cologne they wanna try to give me hickie

Like kissin' and huggin' and suckin' on my wrist full of diamonds
Move slow, I'll tuck your little chick in my pocket
Type of shit I do all day
Like the last broad to the show stay, okay?

Filthy talkin', bottle poppin'
Disco rockin', park, go party
I feel life, money and Cashmere

These things make the world go round
Round, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Go round, round, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Go round, round, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Go round, round, ah, ah, ah, ah, go round