King (Feat. T.I.)

What's good yo what's good Mike Mixer is in the building You know I got a pimple on my my chin I'ma bust that **** later Trauma Tone But I just wanna let everybody know that I'm the king of R&B right now For this generation No cap no cap I understand who done came and who done did that and that and that But now it's my turn Jacquees the king of R&B I just heard him say it And I I been feelin' like that ATL let's get it I'm the new king of R&B Yeah I gotta dedicate this to all the kings before me all the greats Felt like Tip ridin' on 24s when my debut hit the stands Uh-huh skrrt Used to be ridin' Mustang but I know that Lambo' was in the plan I'ma get me a motherfuckin' Lambo' nigga Nine years old karaoke machine and the Michael Jackson hand Yeah shout out my mama for real Singing I want you back 'cause my girl knowin' one day I'll be the man Uh-huh yeah c'mon Grandma put me on my first flight now I'm in the UK with American bands No cap yeah and I fly private If you a big dawg book me in your city I shut it down you become the man I done proved this shit already You can count on me I knew one day I'd get it Yeah Shuttin' shit down now I'm the king of the city No cap Every day a star is born That's a fact And if we talkin' kings there's more than one On God You should clap for 'em Clap for 'em clap for 'em Clap Clap for 'em Clap clap for 'em Clap Clap for 'em Clap clap for 'em hey You should clap for 'em Clap for 'em clap for 'em Clap Clap for 'em Clap clap for 'em Clap Clap for 'em Clap You should clap for 'em Clap for 'em 'Cause I'ma clap for 'em Yeah Clap clap Uh clap King clap Huh Kill a nigga for the time that he looked at you I'll be there when you're throwing that that too Put your ass in the air I'ma kiss that boo Your girl over there I'ma hit that too Get Kama Sutra freaky sex Doggy style missionary Bless the day I met you Can't go nowhere ain't gon' let you uh-uh Top off In convertible that Birkin ain't no knockoff Was just with Oprah and Denzel I'm a player Ain't no million then we don't compare Like Nas said it ain't hard for you to tell yeah From the west side of Atlanta Change the street name it don't matter I say Bankhead I mean my hood Where I grew up fuck that cracker No I don't go to Stone Mountain 'cause that statue on the side A reminder of that time when we survived genocide damn You should clap for 'em Clap for 'em clap for 'em Clap Clap for 'em Clap clap for 'em Clap Clap for 'em Clap clap for 'em hey You should clap for 'em Clap for 'em clap for 'em Clap Clap for 'em Clap clap for 'em Clap Clap for 'em Clap You should clap for 'em Clap for 'em 'Cause I'ma clap for 'em Clap clap clap clap King shit let's get it