L-O-X... J.Lo...
Yea, yea, yo, yo
We off the blocks this year
Went from a 'lil to a lot this year
Everybody mad at the rocks that I wear
I know where I'm goin' and I know where I'm from
You hear LOX in your ear
Yea we're at the airport out
D-Glock from the block where everybody air-forced out
With a new white Tee you fresh, nothin' phoney with us
Make the money, get the mansion, bring the homies with us
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