The Return of...
What's my name? (Left Boy) yeah, say that shit out loud
My name is (Left Boy) came to rock the fucking crowd
Can I get a (whoo?)
Can I get a wow?
Ladies we about to make some babies right now
Since the absence of Left Boy I been down and out
And I've been checking everyday and you ain't put nothing out
It's like son you be wrong, you never know what he's on
He doesn't answer no texts and never picks up his phone
(That motherfucker is gone!)
Nah, man, I'm back in the building
I'm feeling better than ever and dancing 'round on the ceiling
If you're cool and fucking with me you can tell 'em I'ma kill 'em
Oh, and let 'em know that we gon' make a hunnid million
(Your accountant's on the line!)
Sir, it's not looking good
To pay you out in cash we need a lot more wood
The protesters outside are chained to the trees
So the government's decided you get everything free
Alright, alright, I fucks wit it, fucks wit it
Knock them out the box like (toasty!)
Put your hands up like a preacher, preacher
Shake 'em round like you a believer
What's my name? (Left Boy) yeah, say that shit out loud
My name is (Left Boy) I came to rock the fucking crowd
Can I get a (whoo?)
Can I get a wow?
Ladies we about to make some babies right now
Since the absence of Left Boy I been down and out
Ever since you left boy, got a ticket out of town
Ever since you left I've been trying to get down
But that super dope-dope is hard to come around
When this beat drops
I want us all to celebrate the return of the one and only
L-E-F-T!
Writer/s: Ferdinand Sarnitz, Johnny Otis
