作曲：Antwan Patton,Backbone,Killer Mike,Michael Render,Swiff
Yup, D-Boi, yeah
Yeah, I'm on some ** Boi **
(Now I ain't steppin' out 'less the ice is right)
Yeah (And I ain't swervin' the ride 'less the lights is bright)
Return of the ** Boi
(D-Boi, D-Boi, D-Boi) Yeah
(D-Boi, D-Boi, D-Boi) I'm on some ** Boi ** (Yeah)
(D-Boi, D-Boi, D-Boi) Huh
(D-Boi, D-Boi, D-Boi) This the return of the ** Boi
Who be the freshest out the catalogue?
Somethin' like the freshest of 'em all
Fresher, buy them all, look now
** with me girl, you're guaranteed to have a ball
Shorty said she with me 'cause she love the way we carry on
Carry on like my Louis Vuitton rollin' bag
Put it in the overhead, then I order apple-cran
Cran-apple 'cause it's too early for alcohol
Still sweatin' bullets 'cause security, they have them dogs (Fuckin' D-Bois)
Perignon and a table full of chicken wings
Icicle, let them hoes know we gettin' chains
Big bank, in the Chevy paint gettin' grain
Wet paint weave on her like ** stains
Ain't nothin' changed but the pampers on the baby, mane
Went from D-F Express to the motherfuckin' gravy train
** in the Points took the same what them ** are holdin' now
Join gangs, Collipark, bang, bang
Bang, bang, bang, bang
Yeah
You see it, ho
Brand new and it's still the old school
I ain't playin' with none of yous
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Levi denim, switch up, kill 'em Louis V
First class suits, I fly across the bluest seas
Italian, introduce you to the bluest cheese
Got a plug in Atlanta, always got them newest trees
O.G. Skywalker Kush evergreen
B.I.G. gon' get it in the air just like a trampoline (Trampoline)
I'm sayin', playin' with hundreds of grand
Buyin' tennis shoes out Yokohama, Japan
I don't want the jacket 'less it come with the pant
And I ain't throwin' no money 'less you doin' the dance
I say biatch, you see me whippin' in this kitchen, **
I say biatch, I'm tryna whip another chicken, **
I say biatch, I got no time to hear about a dirty dish
Biatch, trap ** tryna get early rich
Money makin', never fakin', serve that ** like Fasty (Fasty)
Chop that work and chop that work and put it in a baggie, ayy
Up all night, a up all nighter, I be cookin' crack (Crack)
Tell the West Side, tell the West Side Tide and D is back
No not Warren, no not Warren, Red Dog gon' say hello (Hello)
Back in '94, I trapped out with Shawty L-O (Ooh)
The way that I be flexin', Paul Howard might indict
We jump back like we cook crack for Tom Black and Terry White
I'm on some ** Boi **
(Now I ain't steppin' out unless the ice is right)
(And I ain't swervin' the ride unless the lights is bright)
The return of the ** Boi
Yeah, I'm on some ** Boi **
(Now I ain't steppin' out unless the ice is right)
Yeah (And I ain't swervin' the ride unless the lights is bright)
This the return of the ** Boi
** Boi, ** Boi, ** Boi, ** Boi
** Boi, ** Boi, ** Boi
