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Now That I'm Here Video (MV)




Performed By: Ish Sankara
Featuring: Hokube, Mike Mef
Language: English
Length: 2:20
Written by: Ismael Saba




Ish Sankara - Now That I'm Here Lyrics




[ Featuring Hokube, Mike Mef ]

Quick to know them out, I guess I got a strong hand
Even though these stacks way longer than my arm span
Uh, let me reach for the stars then
Fresh Prince but I dress preppy like Carlton
And I brought the whole team around
We can shut it down, I'm a king, you can see the crown
I run thru these hoes faster than the speed of sound
And have them screamin' "Ow"
K.O., hit them with the jab, no pressure
Young Mayweather, let the goons come and test ya
And I ain't got to tell you what we doing on a private jet
So if you wanna meet the nigga, write a check
I set it off like I'm about to rob a bank or somethin
Plus my thumbs heat the cake like a baker's oven
Open up another bottle of that Nuvo
Then we speed off in a two-door so you know

Fly like a butterfly, sting like a bee hive
Even better: fly like a motherf*ckin' G5
Uh, turn the lights out quick fast
Got shorty strippin' like she tryna make some quick cash
And one bottle ain't enough
Especially when the champagne following the cups
I keep a bad chick when I cruise around your area
Call that hoe Nina, she got on in the barrier
If you girl come around, she gon' probably cheat
Lame season come around: I'ma fall sleep
Hibernating on some brand new Ferrari seats
So if you say that money talk, talk is cheap
Yeah, and you know how the game goes
I've never been the type to be hittin' the same hoes
Pull up to the condo, mater fact penthouse
Time to show the world what we've been 'bout
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Quick to know them out, I guess I got a strong hand
Even though these stacks way longer than my arm span
Uh, let me reach for the stars then
Fresh Prince but I dress preppy like Carlton
And I brought the whole team around
We can shut it down, I'm a king, you can see the crown
I run thru these hoes faster than the speed of sound
And have them screamin' "Ow"
K.O., hit them with the jab, no pressure
Young Mayweather, let the goons come and test ya
And I ain't got to tell you what we doing on a private jet
So if you wanna meet the nigga, write a check
I set it off like I'm about to rob a bank or somethin
Plus my thumbs heat the cake like a baker's oven
Open up another bottle of that Nuvo
Then we speed off in a two-door so you know

Fly like a butterfly, sting like a bee hive
Even better: fly like a motherf*ckin' G5
Uh, turn the lights out quick fast
Got shorty strippin' like she tryna make some quick cash
And one bottle ain't enough
Especially when the champagne following the cups
I keep a bad chick when I cruise around your area
Call that hoe Nina, she got on in the barrier
If you girl come around, she gon' probably cheat
Lame season come around: I'ma fall sleep
Hibernating on some brand new Ferrari seats
So if you say that money talk, talk is cheap
Yeah, and you know how the game goes
I've never been the type to be hittin' the same hoes
Pull up to the condo, mater fact penthouse
Time to show the world what we've been 'bout
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Writer: Ismael Saba
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