text: Traphouse Mob
  Huh, roll another one
  Said Im never lackin, always pistol packing
  With them automatics, we gon send him to heaven
  Wait, wait, wait, wait, ayy, ayy, woo , huh
  Oh, you feelin sturdy, huh? 
  Shake somethin
  Shake it, shake it, shake it
  She like the way that I dance
  She like the way that I move
  She like the way that I rock
  She like the way that I woo
  And she let it clap for a nigga
  And she throw it back for a nigga
  Mike Amiri, Mike Amiri
  Billie Jean, Billie Jean 
  Christian Dior, Dior
  Im up in all the stores
  When it rains, it pours
  She like the way I rrr
  Mike Amiri, Mike Amiri
  Billie Jean, Billie Jean 
  Christian Dior, Dior
  Im up in all the stores 
  When it rains, it pours
  She like the way I rrr
  ÕõõÕõõõÕõõõõ
  Vittu sa kempled ah? 
  Türa kui see pederast astub fucking selga mulle
  Mida munni ma tegema pean? 
  Türa jumala fresh, türa kõik luuad on kuradi oh
   Ah? Türa kui venelased tulevad sinu maale
  Kas sa türa ütled: "Oi türa tulge, vaata tulge,"
   ei türa sa hakkad kuradi ah, ah, ah
  Hakkad vastu noh
  Mida vittu, ma ei kannata 
  Türa keegi pomps vastu tuleb, tõmbad "ABAA!" 
  Türa, 
  Tõmbab ära, abaa!
  Koledad, koledad luuad
  She like the way that I dance
  She like the way that I move
  She like the way that I rock
  She like the way that I woo
  And she let it clap for a nigga
  And she throw it back for a nigga
  Mike Amiri, Mike Amiri
  Billie Jean, Billie Jean 
  Christian Dior, Dior
  Im up in all the stores 
  When it rains, it pours
  She like the way I rrr
  Mike Amiri, Mike Amiri
  Billie Jean, Billie Jean 
  Christian Dior, Dior
  Im up in all the stores 
  When it rains, it pours
  She like the way I rrr
  Why you do this, ah?
  Türa see on minu naabruskond vaata, 
  Sada meetrit, paps elab seal vaata
  Türa keegi kuradi saja meetri raadiusesse
  Türa "ABAA!" raisk 
  Saja meetri raadiuses türa, keegi ei tohi tulla raisk
  Näe, türa Karl tuleb, ma tõmban "ASAA!" raisk
  Perse
  Räiged rajemid, mingi bullyrajemid mind
  Traphouse Mob
  ÕõõÕõõõÕõõõõ
  Miks mind peaks kottima inimeste arvamus, keda ma kunagi ei näe enam
  Ma ei näe neid mitte kunagi enam 
  Miks
  Ma ei mäleta, nad ei mäleta mind kuradi homme hommikul 
  Türa mu kube on ikka valus veel