[Intro: Trey Songz, Jeezy, Both & Busta Rhymes]
Woop, woop, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hail Mary, yeah, hail Mary, ah (Yeah, yeah), hail Mary
It’s Trigga (Ah, ah)
Trig (Bussa Buss), what’s happenin’ nigga? (Ay)
I got that game, I got that game
I caught a play, I caught a play
We goin' long, we goin' long
Do what I say (Oh shit), do what I say
I’ve got my game face on, yeah, yeah, yeah
My game face on, yeah
I got my game face on, come on ([?], nigga)
The Conglomerate, baby
[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes]
I don't want a war, drop them drawers
How it feel? (Shit)
Peep how they applaud when I walk out on that field, bitch
Y'all already know the way I'm movin', anyway (Ha)
Do this every day (Uh)
Watch the way we execute the play, fuck the shit you say
Feelin' kinda sloppy, new Bugatti, whip the Coupe today
Mami, what my niggas do, I'm sorry
Yeah, they shoot the K
Here you know the motto, see we gotta get the loot and pray
For my enemies, pop them bottles, follow suit and spray (Oh)
Fuck the ref, nigga, fuck the foul call
Hittin' her with the dick, she cursed me for hittin' her with my foul ball (Haha)
You can bring your friends, little mami
You know my style, doll (Yeah)
'Case you ain't know, we ride on
Woop, woop, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hail Mary, yeah, hail Mary, ah (Yeah, yeah), hail Mary
It’s Trigga (Ah, ah)
Trig (Bussa Buss), what’s happenin’ nigga? (Ay)
I got that game, I got that game
I caught a play, I caught a play
We goin' long, we goin' long
Do what I say (Oh shit), do what I say
I’ve got my game face on, yeah, yeah, yeah
My game face on, yeah
I got my game face on, come on ([?], nigga)
The Conglomerate, baby
[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes]
I don't want a war, drop them drawers
How it feel? (Shit)
Peep how they applaud when I walk out on that field, bitch
Y'all already know the way I'm movin', anyway (Ha)
Do this every day (Uh)
Watch the way we execute the play, fuck the shit you say
Feelin' kinda sloppy, new Bugatti, whip the Coupe today
Mami, what my niggas do, I'm sorry
Yeah, they shoot the K
Here you know the motto, see we gotta get the loot and pray
For my enemies, pop them bottles, follow suit and spray (Oh)
Fuck the ref, nigga, fuck the foul call
Hittin' her with the dick, she cursed me for hittin' her with my foul ball (Haha)
You can bring your friends, little mami
You know my style, doll (Yeah)
'Case you ain't know, we ride on
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