(feat. Joe Budden, Paul Cain)

[Intro - Joe Budden - talking]

Let me just make this statement

Loud and clear - Jersey's here

Hey, Ja, Joey

Triangle Offense do it like ... (whoa)

["what" - repeated in background]

[female voice: "yeah" - repeated]



[Verse 1 - Fabolous]

Maybe it's the dipped Jesuses

The twin Jesuses with diamonds in them, that's clear they break gooses

Maybe cause I'm in they roofless or the Hypno I put in they juices

I'm the "Joe Millionaire" of rap and one of these chicks

is gonna get picked and gonna get dicked

I'm all that and then some, y'all cats have been bums

That's pocket change, you call that an income?

Tell the way I walk that I'm doin my thing (uh huh)

A lot a niggaz talk but ain't doin a thing (uh uh)

Whatever come in the fall, I do in the spring

See I told y'all I'm doin my thing

And I'm winnin by a landslide, damn right

Don't you see the way they point at this man's ride

Now, look at here, I took it there

I'ma make this statement loud and clear - Brooklyn's here



[Chorus - Joe Budden (female voice - repeats "yeah" in background of Chorus)]

That fire, problems in the club, reach for that snub

Look dog it's on fire, that's when you turn it up

You wanna burn it up, come deal with them riders

Small one on my hip, when you hear the clip

You got to see fire, when it all hits the wire

We gonna light it on fire



[Break - Joe Budden]

We gonna do it like

We gonna do it like

(We gonna light it on fire)

Triangle Offense daddy

Cain (we gonna light it on fire)

I know you got somethin more

["yeah" - repeated]

Don't even hold