[Intro: Rihanna & Jeezy]
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ah yeah yeah yeah (Ah yeah yeah yeah) (Ted Smooth, straight face, you remember!)
Ah yeah, ah yeah, ah yeah, yeah (Oh yeah)
Ah yeah, ah yeah, ah yeah, yeah
[Bridge: Rihanna, Jeezy & (Grafh)]
Where them girls talking trash? Where them girls talking trash?
Where they at? Wherе they at? Where thеy at?
Where them bloggers at? Where them bloggers at?
Where they at? Where they at? Where they at? (Hey! My name Grafh babe babe)
Where your lighters at? Where your lighters at? (Aye aye aye)
Where they at? Where they at? Where they at? (This this is the G-Mix)
Where your lighters at? Where your lighters at?
Where they at? Where they at? Where they at?
[Verse 1: Grafh]
I'm the bad guy
I broke the rules I live by broken rules
I choked and sold blow when I was goin' to school
I'm hot headed I be blowin' a fuse I'm hot lava
I make ya coke come back not comma
You in Myspace blood you a dot commer
Shooters with the hammer behind me it's not a blogger
Keep tweetin' you get followed like a Central Park jogger
I'm hard bodied like RoboCop armor
I rock a few neck
I make you look fly and dressy
You wear 2 but on you it look kinda messy
You don't stand a chance
While tryna test me
Your chance is slimmer than a pants on Ryan Leslie
I'm duct taped
Officer why arrest me?
I'm 'possed to bail I'm runnin'
Try and catch me
Tedsmooth
Better have the fire ready
I'm strapped like Madea
Tyler Perry
Ugh!
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ah yeah yeah yeah (Ah yeah yeah yeah) (Ted Smooth, straight face, you remember!)
Ah yeah, ah yeah, ah yeah, yeah (Oh yeah)
Ah yeah, ah yeah, ah yeah, yeah
[Bridge: Rihanna, Jeezy & (Grafh)]
Where them girls talking trash? Where them girls talking trash?
Where they at? Wherе they at? Where thеy at?
Where them bloggers at? Where them bloggers at?
Where they at? Where they at? Where they at? (Hey! My name Grafh babe babe)
Where your lighters at? Where your lighters at? (Aye aye aye)
Where they at? Where they at? Where they at? (This this is the G-Mix)
Where your lighters at? Where your lighters at?
Where they at? Where they at? Where they at?
[Verse 1: Grafh]
I'm the bad guy
I broke the rules I live by broken rules
I choked and sold blow when I was goin' to school
I'm hot headed I be blowin' a fuse I'm hot lava
I make ya coke come back not comma
You in Myspace blood you a dot commer
Shooters with the hammer behind me it's not a blogger
Keep tweetin' you get followed like a Central Park jogger
I'm hard bodied like RoboCop armor
I rock a few neck
I make you look fly and dressy
You wear 2 but on you it look kinda messy
You don't stand a chance
While tryna test me
Your chance is slimmer than a pants on Ryan Leslie
I'm duct taped
Officer why arrest me?
I'm 'possed to bail I'm runnin'
Try and catch me
Tedsmooth
Better have the fire ready
I'm strapped like Madea
Tyler Perry
Ugh!
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