All you mobsters
(Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh)
(Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh)

Listen up
We got 16, 24, 48 years
Put your hands up in the air and say: Cheers!
We got girls on call, 24 in the seven
Got guns and cocoa, feels better than heaven

I'm just a sweet-talking, blow-sniffin', certified player
Quit talking shit, son, 'cause I'm not in danger
(I am the danger)
'Cause I am the danger (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
'Cause I am the danger (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Please quit talking shit, son, 'cause I'm not in danger

All you mobsters
(Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh)
(Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh)
All you mobsters
(Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh)
(Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh)

Listen up
Got a big-ass crib out in the sea
A lot of gold, champagne, and Hennessy
My money talk loud, yours barely speaks
Came from the dirt, now we own these streets

I'm just a sweet-talking, blow-sniffin', certified player
Quit talking shit, son, 'cause I'm not in danger
'Cause I am the danger (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
'Cause I am the danger (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)

The kingpin on the floor talk no more
Whoa, the kingpin on the floor speak no more
Oh, the kingpin on the floor talk no more
Simon says: Raise the bar
The kingpin on the floor speak no more
Simon says: I like it raw

Kingpin on the floor talk no more (danger)
(Whoa) simon says: Raise the bar (whoa)
Kingpin on the floor speak no more (danger)
(Whoa) simon says: I like it raw (whoa)

Sweet-talking, blow-sniffin', certified player
Quit talking shit, son, 'cause I'm not in danger

All you mobsters