The Return Of...

What's my name? (Wooh ooh) Yeah, say that shit out loud My name is (wooh ooh) Came to rock the fucking crowd Can I get a wooh? 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 I've been checking everyday And you ain't put nothing out It's like son, 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 around on the ceiling If you're cool and fucking with me You can tell that I'ma kill them Oh, and let them know that we gon' make a hundred million Your accountants 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? (Wooh ooh) Yeah, say that shit out loud My name is (wooh ooh) Came to rock the fucking crowd Can I get a wooh? 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