Cricketz (feat. Tyga) E

Hey. Hey. New Boyz. Legacy. I remember when Pharrell used to rock the tight Jeans with Ice Cream-While riding a skateboard, It was like sightseeing. To lames who was afraid of change-What? My middle finger could speak, then I'd say the Same, ayy. I state my name. Call me Legacy, bitch. Bitch. Mr. Sweetheart, AKA let me see tits. Doing too much like a Marvel backflip. Jeans stay skinny like I starved my fabric. Where the haters at? Heller, I found you. No, I don't give a F word about you. I do me, leave us alone. Why don't you do you and go hump a Clone? Get it? Hey. Ayy, another damn thing. What? You'll never see me care about another man's Jeans. Never. I don't even know, like all through The years. Seem like everywhere I go, the only Thing that I hear is. Yadda-dadda-New Boyz. Yadda-dadda-tight jeans. Yadda-dadda-New Boyz. Yadda-dadda-tight jeans. Oh my God, why they jeans So tight? Oh my God. Why they jeans so tight? Like yeah, I rock skinnies. Yeah, I rock, yeah, yeah, I rock skinnies. So what? Yeah, I rock, yeah, I rock skinnies. So If you got something to say, then please Step up. They like crickets to Look, I scoot back, let Me give y'all y'all shot. Y'all get money, best believe I'ma get mine. I see haters and I'm looking at them like Please let me breathe. Why y'all niggas hating on My skinny jeans? Fresh kicks like a Kung Fu Magician. You must be missing the simple fact I'ma Get it. You ain't with it, baggy clothes and Outfits. You like this, brothers acting stiff like Cactus. Cactus. Coming off hard, but they soft like Fabric. They lying, saying they the best like Khaled. They chose me, it's obvious I'm meant for The best. Skinny jeans, sad glow, and I know Y'all know the rest. Ha. I'm Ben J, bro. Why these dudes wanna trip? Even though I like to flash, get it jerking In my kicks. I'ma just keep it straight like No one knows. Bright colors is here, New Boyz Is near, ha. Yadda-dadda-New Boyz. Yadda-dadda-tight jeans. Yadda-dadda-New Boyz. Yadda-dadda-tight jeans. Oh my God, why they jeans So tight? Oh my God. Why they jeans so tight? Like yeah, I rock skinnies. Yeah, I rock, yeah, yeah, I rock skinnies. So what? Yeah, I rock, yeah, I rock skinnies. So what? Yeah, I rock, yeah, I rock skinnies. If you got something to say, then please step Up. Ha, one verse, one hurt. Ha, get tighter as the ghost of Mike rises. Yeah. Tight jeans, nah, nigga, I don't get hyphy. Nah. So you think you can dance in them Fake Nikes? Lock your old ass down, Lil Ron Isley. I've been icy since Minute Maid Made Hi-C. Telling me she Pisces, don't do signs, Do check signings. Tiger tyrant, I want the power with the diamonds. The fame will blind you, and bitch, yeah, I'm Fucking blind. See no evil below the zeroes. More funds to free throw, house got the strip Pole. Leave your jeans at the door, girls with The Speedos. Uh-huh. I'm grown, I don't do those. New Boyz with new dope. Other niggas Brunos, homies with homos. I'm Young Money squad up, GD capo. Ayy. I get them cheese, extra cheese, no nachos. Tiger man tatted like vatos. Yadda-dadda. Yadda-dadda-New Boyz. Yadda-dadda-tight jeans. Yadda-dadda-New Boyz. Yadda-dadda-tight jeans. Oh my God, why they jeans So tight? Oh Oh my God, why they jeans So tight? Like yeah, I rock skinnies. Yeah, rock, yeah, yeah, I rock skinnies. So what? Yeah, I rock, yeah, yeah, I rock Skinnies. So what? Yeah, I rock, yeah, yeah, I rock skinnies. If you got something to say, Then please step up. They like crickets to me.