[Intro: Akon]
Akon and...

[Kardinal Offishall (*Akon)]:
Cho! Must be Kardinal!
Yo! J.A. (Yeah!) T Dot (Ho!) New York (Yeah!) Puerto Rico (Ho!)
England (Yeah!) Germany (Ho!) All Japanese dem to, cho!

[Verse 1: Kardinal Offishall]:
Aiyyo! B-boy stance in di dance so we s-ay
Mr. Kardinal dun know don't pl-ay
Haffi buss a n*t every a** gon' d-ay
Don't mix up wid no f****t nor g-ay
Buss two shot inna di air ok-ay
Bun up everyting from here to Mo B-ay
Cool yuh perform nuh bodda wid di lay l-ay
Bun up di whole T Dot inna di pl-ace
Deal wid di girls nuh bodda watch nuh f-ace
Gal steppin out we have to deal wid di c-ase
Bad bwoy Kardinal front a di r-ace
Love all mi gal dem in di black l-ace
This just a small ting one likkle t-aste
Tek a likkle sample no time fi w-aste
Mix up di treble and tun up di b-ass
Mr. celebrity face let's go!

[Chorus: Akon]
Always around when u call
Always around leave the fun
Turn around sh**'s enough
Believe me 'dey wont get funk
C'mon i got something for ya (GUNSHOT)
C'mon i got something for ya (GUNSHOT)
C'mon i got something for ya (GUNSHOT)
C'mon i got something for ya

[Verse 2: Akon]
Represent convict music, Akon (Who dat?) A.K
Recognize bwoy we don't play
Do it like this each and every day (Uh huh!)
So please stay in your place
Hate to find you with no face
Better yet gone with no trace
Other words please don't start no beef
Now sip on your Chardonnay
If the girls tipsy then fade away
I can tell that you wanna play
Cause it's written all over your face
From here it's back to the block
(Uh huh!) Hopefully not back to the glock
(Uh huh!) Got it made up but what if them cop
If I don't get popped by them crooked a** cops, no!

[Chorus: Akon]
Always around when u call
Always around leave the fun
Turn around sh**'s enough
Believe me 'dey wont get funk
C'mon i got something for ya (GUNSHOT)
C'mon i got something for ya (GUNSHOT)
C'mon i got something for ya (GUNSHOT)
C'mon i got something for ya

[Verse 3: Kardinal Offishall]
Aiyyo light up di place when di whole place sh-ine
Let me see somethin gal (Wine gal wine)
Look yuh own gal nuh bodda touch m-ine
Everybody show me a sign (Cho!)
Are you a Scorpio? (No!) Taurus? (Yeah!)
Middle finger up real high inna di air
Jook dat gal a like yuh just don't care
Brush dat bwoy deh if him caan stop stare
Throw out yuh Pumas or yuh Nike Air
Mi nuh really bizniz weh yuh waan wear
Show mi yuh cellular mi nuh dat yuh bare
Whether yuh G string or yuh skin bare
Eat up yuh heart and come follow m-e
Mr. Kardinal inna di place to b-e
Hair stay nice and yuh part cool-ie
Huh, buss di dance let me s-ee, Kardinal

[Chorus: Akon]
Always around when u call
Always around leave the fun
Turn around sh**'s enough
Believe me 'dey wont get funk
C'mon i got something for ya (GUNSHOT)
C'mon i got something for ya (GUNSHOT)
C'mon i got something for ya (GUNSHOT)
C'mon i got something for ya
Always around when u call
Always around leave the fun
Turn around sh**'s enough
Believe me 'dey wont get funk
C'mon i got something for ya (GUNSHOT)
C'mon i got something for ya (GUNSHOT)
C'mon i got something for ya (GUNSHOT)
C'mon i got something for ya

Ooh yeah
Said anything that you want me to and I'll do it
Tell me what the word is?
(Already)
Tell me what the word is?
(Already)
Tell me what the word is?
(Already)
Tell me what the word is?
(Already)

Baby, don't look no farther
Baby, I'm back here
I'm here to cater to you
(Anything that you want me to I'll do it)

'Cause I'll be your lover
(I'll be your lover)
And I'll be your best friend
Tell me what I gotta do
(Tell me what I gotta do and I'll do it)

Now I'm back in a flesh, feelin' so blessed
Back in your corner suga, suga don't stress
Forget about the rest, let's go inside
I'm back in your zone, baby, I'm back in your vibe

Now I can't be denied I can lie I'm on ya
I never ever wanna say "Sayonara"
Somebody told me that the grass was greener
On the other side of Lake Arriba

Never really intended on being a cheater
What I gotta do to be your keeper
These words comin' out the speaker
True love is off the meter

Don't look no farther
Baby, I'm back here
I'm here to cater to you
(Anything that you want me to I'll do it)

'Cause I'll be your lover
(I'll be your lover)
And I'll be your best friend
Tell me what I gotta do
(Tell me what I gotta do and I'll do it)

I was gone for a minute but now I'm home
Please forgive me for being a rolling stone
Please forgive me let me polish it up like chrome
Get off the phone till he swears to leave you alone

Let me spark your interest
Now there's no more dating on the internet
'Cause you already know how I get it wet
How I keep it so saucy and I get respect

You don't have to look no farther
You dealin' with the whole enchilada
You don't have to look no farther
You hotter than a fire starter

Don't look no farther
Baby, I'm back here
I'm here to cater to you
(Anything that you want me to I'll do it)

'Cause I'll be your lover
(I'll be your lover)
And I'll be your best friend
Tell me what I gotta do
(Tell me what I gotta do and I'll do it)

I was gone for a minute, I was gone for a minute
I was gone for a minute, I was gone for a minute
Now I'm back let me hit it, now I'm back let me hit it
Now I'm back let me hit it, now I'm back let me hit it

Don't look no farther
Baby, I'm back here
I'm here to cater to you

'Cause I'll be your lover
And I'll be your best friend
Tell me what I gotta do, do for you

Don't look no farther
Baby, I'm back here
I'm here to cater to you
(Anything that you want me to I'll do it)

'Cause I'll be your lover
(I'll be your lover)
And I'll be your best friend
Tell me what I gotta do
(Tell me what I gotta do and I'll do it)

I'm ridin' full speed, leavin' from the ghetto doin'
A hundred miles an hour, you can barely see me movin'
Gotta shorty waitin' for me that I been pursuin'
And I ain't got far to go

She a bad chick, somethin' I ain't tryna ruin
She's steady callin', so I know she ready to get to it
I'm tryna get there but I just can't
Seem to catch up to her

By the time I got there she was gone
And so I walked upstairs and I heard this sound
So pretty, so gritty, so funny that no one's around
So I locked myself inside and closed the door
But there was this funny feeling inside
That I couldn't get rid of, then I sing it

Miss Melody, who could she be? Describin' me
All alone with my ears pressed against the wall
Miss Melody, who could she be? Describin' me
Alone with my ears pressed against the wall

Standin' in front of my window pane
The sound got me starin' at the rain
The more she play the more I feel the pain
Why is she doing this, what's it to gain?

Seems like she tryna take my soul away
Startin' to feel I'm under her control today
I can't see her but I hear her from the shades
And it seems like she really knows me

Every fiddle makes me wanna run away
I can't take it no more, gotta get away
Got me talkin' about the dark nights
In the cage while she starin' at me

Miss Melody, who could she be? Describin' me
All alone with my ears pressed against the wall
Miss melody, who could she be? Describin' me
Alone with my ears pressed against the wall

I’m from the hardknock acedemy
Automatically had to be
carryin automatics sprayin sparatic inaccuarate
Clips to the back of it
barrel cockin it immaculate
Learn to move packages in n out of los angeles
We savages, bustin off rounds
sprayin bannana clips
knockin pills off like Anna Nicole Smith
Shit, I’m in the hood walkin with choppers
Cock em and pop em coppers glauks be talkin like…
blockedie block, block I’ll probly popped hoffa and possibly jus forgot where I tossed em
this niggas obnoxious, me and top got your picture in the cockpit
she wanna pitstop, jus see how the cock spit
these boss’s deposit the profit they watch as we cop it
on top of the ostrich and fox’s
It use to be the lil guys in stress now ima boss where i’m from,
with the last stress on my chest

[Chorus:]
See I know you’ll like my swagger
No strap when i come through
Chain hangin like Ali Baba
Know me, yah Know how I Do
The way that i move nigga (yah neva gonna get it)
Cause i’m to smooth Nigga (yah neva gonna get it)
I thought you knew nigga (yah neva gonna get it)
You aint got a clue Nigga (yah neva gonna get it)

Who in the hell left the gate open? (Drama)
I’m pretty down for the wild, wild west
Like them 1800’s in em stage coaches
If I aint strapped then my blaze pokin
If it aint a 600 big body then the 6 4-0 honey is spokin
The drama spokesman, streets endorsed em
I rather be up in my nine then closed in my coffin
I’m from Wes Covina, this aint Compton
Still money passed around like we takin an offerin

I’m somethin like a phenoneman
when they see the sad happy faces they know the drama is on
Its the west coast back at your front door
We up close and personal, we aint done till the curtains close
Could be friend or foe, love it or hate it
I’m the king but i play with the Aces
run up to find out i keep it loaded like bases
Ya got wires in ya mouth but these ain’t braces

[Chorus:]
See I know you’ll like my swagger
No strap when i come through
Chain hangin like Ali Baba
Know me, yah Know how I Do
The way that i move nigga (yah neva gonna get it)
Cause i’m to smooth Nigga (yah neva gonna get it)
I thought you knew nigga (yah neva gonna get it)
You aint got a clue Nigga (yah neva gonna get it)

See when I walk through the door
I wonderin why these fake Niggas Jackin me for?
On display like i came from the store
Posin like a manequin in front of your hoe
Up front block Rollin 50 deep now
Convicts Surround the whole compound
Cause you dont really want what your starin at
Clip full of Bullets, dont mind sharin that thing

[Chorus:]
See I know you’ll like my swagger
No strap when i come through
Chain hangin like Ali Baba
Know me, yah Know how I Do
The way that i move nigga (yah neva gonna get it)
Cause i’m to smooth Nigga (yah neva gonna get it)
I thought you knew nigga (yah neva gonna get it)
You aint got a clue Nigga (yah neva gonna get it)