Will Smith f/ Rodney Jerkins, MC Lyte, & Tatyana Ali
Darkchild, Big Will, 2000 Bust out, shake it up now Come on, come on And shake it up now Who am I? You know, you know Big Will, ya ready? Come on
When I was a lad I used to dream that (one day) I''d earned the cream that make phat rocks gleam Phat rhymes to make it seem that I was like Bill Gates Writing lines, seal fates Power to change the whole set For exposure or forfeit And with the wicked sense on how to get the picket fence Envisioned a hot life, hot wife Wanted a crib, well a palace like South Fork on Dallas With lights simmer trees for the ambiance I been up and down and high and low Fly with dough, broke looking grimy yo My shiny glow definitely ain''t cause of my Bentley It''s something that my fam put in me Who am I? You ask The guy with the razzmatazz with ten duffel bags packed with pazazz In the past cut twice by the ladies of my life Boom stitched u编辑于1999/11/16更新