Imma Be

According to the Imma Be Songfacts, in this song the quartet rap about being the Black Eyed Peas, their fly-ness and prowess for clubbing.

[Prod. Drumma Boy] Verse 1: They overdosing on my swag Put the whole god damn hood in rehab Too many rumples in my duffle Can't close this bag its so much cash I need 10 hands now to count my cash LL Cool Gucci Mane I'm back Never need a mask best check my stash You must be hall-u-cin-a-tin 1st day out girl ain't you glad? 6 supermodels crashing at my pad I should be a model drinking outta gold bottles With some tru religion jeans sagging off my ass Please don't crash am I goin' to fast Touchdown anywhere I don't need no pass Might need some gum cause I'm finna talk trash Cuz keep em on task like a kid at class Hater can't hit what a hater can't see Untouchable these haters sure can't see me He wouldn't know a hit if you hit him in the head With a 4 by 4 standing 6 foot 3 Ready for a bitch, crocodile dun sheet Never met a girl I ain't fuck first week You never seem a g throw a 10,000 white mink On the floor live on B.E.T (Gucci) [Hook] I only got life I can live There's only so much game I can give So you could watch the show chillin' at your crib And weeks turn to months, and months turn to years But I be smoking dro, Ima fuck some hoes Ima ball today, wake up, then go ball some more Can't tell a grown man what to do with his It's your prerogative Ima mind my biz But Ima live the life, forever rocking ice Throwing money popping bottles cause that's just what I like (x2) Verse 2: Screaming I'mma be like the Black Eyed Peas I wanna be free and you wanna be me Best eased if you really want beef Ima fight you by the trees looking like swiss cheese Just came home ain't thinking bout sleep Bitch ya favorite rapper ain't slept in weeks Thinkin' bout me like I'm down the street Know it's over soon as my feet touch concrete Pull up in South Beach blowing on trees Whipping down the street like I'm riding on D's A new ferrari flying down Peachtree Girl I might roll ya window down Gucci Mane please Make sure 2010 I'm free,fall off in the booth like 1017 Before I'm through fire jumping out the roof but we dont need water please bring more weed Niggas can't win now they wanna switch teams, can't entertain that by no means You wanna get on nigga chase your dreams,stop chasing me down like a dope fiend Starting off my day with an M-16, shit ain't been the same since I turned 16 My whole life changed, now it's so icy 1st album on the charts came out same week (Gucci) [Hook] Verse 3: My auntie had a stroke and she still can't speak, wrote me every week real talk thats deep Ex-cell mate gotta 35 piece, won't be released till 2033 It's my son's birthday my boy turned 3, and looking at him is like looking at me Can't look back and watch the moves I make But the moves that I made fuck around and move me [Hook]