[Intro: Shabba Ranks]
SHABBA !
Him deh yah
S, and a H, and a A, double B, and a A, R-A-N-K-S
Always the best
A$AP MOB
Do the job, fly the flag
Lawd ah mercy, people
[Verse 1: Shabba Ranks]
Say my name a likkle louder
Holla out mi name mek I rip up the crowd yah
Say it 3 times if a me unu proud of
SHABBA ! SHABBA ! SHABBA !
Oh man, say it a likkle louder
Holla out mi name mek I rip up the crowd yah
Say it 3 times if a me unu prouf of
SHABBA ! SHABBA ! SHABBA !
Hey, holla out mi name, jump to mi name
Call out mi name, bawl out mi name
Nah stop until it reach hall of fame
Say yuh body waan Shabba know de same
People, holla out mi name, shout to mi name
Call out mi name, bawl out mi name
Nah stop until it reach hall of fame
Anytime mi sweat, mi sweat flame
Ah me dem in need of, true crowd pleaser
Turn non-believer, inna believer
Come crowd a people follow di procedure
Mi no rocking but "follow the leader"
Head ago jump off a fool dem shoulder
Chop off dem head with mi cleaver
From Jamaica right back to Geneva
Shabba Ranking ah true crowd pleaser
[Hook: A$AP Ferg]
Sha-Shabba Ranks, Sha-Sha-Shabba Ranks
Eight gold rings like I'm Sha-Shabba Ranks
Four gold chains like I'm Sha-Shabba Ranks
One gold tooth like I'm Sha-Shabba Ranks
Sha-Shabba Ranks, Sha-Sha-Shabba Ranks
Eight gold rings like I'm Sha-Shabba Ranks
Two bad b**hes like I'm Sha-Shabba Ranks
One gold tooth like I'm
[Verse 2: A$AP Ferg]
Who that stocky n***a with the grills?
(Trap Lord you're so trill)
I could get a new Bugatti but a n***a rather chill
Rather sit up on the block and stack it 'till I get a mill
What about them old b**hes that wouldn't give me feel?
Now they want a n***a gushy cause a n***a got a deal
Rather double up and strap and hit a booty in brazil
(I hit with the gun when sh** get so real)
Two bad b**hes in my vehicle
Yellow hood rats like Pikachu
Hit it from the back got me screaming like
Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah like Yeezus do
Bringing rappers from the dead like Jesus do
Can't call them bone thugs cause they eating dude
I busta rhyme and flipmode, speak the flu
n***a Ya Ya Ya eat ya crew
bu*ter pecan, Puerto Rican, be freakin' and peekin'
A hood pope get good throat, I'm skeetin' the sheets
She feelin' my team, I asked her if she feelin' The Weeknd
Cause a n***a like she ?? "Hey wah yuh singing ?
Imma get the bread while I'm breathin'
I'm the rookie of the year and you better believe it
I be barkin' like at you like a [?] collision
Like a pedigree [?]
[Verse 3: Migos]
[Offset]
Me another plug got a quick trip
Young n***a had to make that money backflip
I'm choppin' with accuracy
Gold on my toilet like Master P
Lil' mama, she drunk off a daiquiri
[Quavo]
Shabba Ranks my pinky finger, please
You mad cause you workin' at Mickey D's
[Offset]
Yo n***a, I'm flexin' like Hercules
[Quavo]
You can take her to the movie and go watch a film
A$AP Ferg, front me a pelican
Lean, lean, lean, that's my medicine
Quavo, old money, Sega Genesis
[Takeoff]
Takeoff got ten gold rings, bling, bling, bling
For tryna take my rings, gun go bang
Cashed out on the j**eler, ching!
Got 'em feelin' like Martin Luther King, I had a dream!
Actavis, I only sip [?] might extended my clip
If I see the police, grab my chips and I dip
[?] my fingers, we fillin' arenas I flip up the Hannah Montana ??
I feel like that Keyshia Ka'oir, that double AK-47's, they aim at your lip
[?] Givenchy, this sh** is ridiculous!
[Verse 4: Busta Rhymes]
Look, n***a, get it straight, you could never f** with my clique, boy
Aww sh**, quick, hit you with the drop kick jaw
Bone break, you can see the way the clock tick, tock, tick
Funny all these n***as stop, b**h boy
Bust' Rhymes back up in the co*kpit, spit toxic, always givin' n***as hot sh**, boy
n***as see me shinin' 'til he's 6-6-6
Any b**h really want Islam dick, boy
So much j**elry, n***a lookin' priceless out here
A lot of rappin' n***as lookin' lifeless out here
k** 'em 'til they say a n***a triflin' out here
And you can let 'em talk, you know who the nicest out here
Vroom, vroom, vroom! Bite dust p**y
Better get more when yu heard de shot buss, p**y
Every time I come here, know I body n***as fully
Godfather with it while I murder little rookie
And I'm bigger than your shorty though her p**y kinda bushy
f**in' on the low, Versace logo on the hoodie
Airhorn blow, my n***a, bwam bwam bwam
Let it go, you already know what's really goodie
k**in' sh** like I'm some kind of cancer
Bag your b**h, now she my private dancer
I don't understand why n***as feel like they have to ask who the god is
When you know what's the answer
Chokehold sh** 'til they be callin' me strangler
Hundred million dollars, safe behind the plasma
Proper with it, 'til he spread the propaganda
And when I TEC talk, can we pop your man up
On my Sha-Shabba Ranks
On my Sha-Shabba Ranks
n***a, gettin' so much money
It's like I just robbed a bank, n***a
[Hook: A$AP Ferg]