WWE WWE Themes - MVP Lyrics

1 2. You here the clock ticking?
Tick-tock, You about to stop living.
Tick-tock, I want you to remember me.
Tick-tock, but the day don't have no memory.

I'm coming!
Nobody could stop me, nobody could hold me, ain't nobody control me.
I'm coming!
I'm here to do my thing, I'm here to bring the pain, I'm never ever gonna change!
I'm coming!
Nobody could stop me, nobody could hold me, ain't nobody control me.
I'm coming!
I'm here to do my thing, I'm here to bring the pain, I'm never ever gonna change!

Like Tropicana, I got the juice.
Off of the leash to let the dog loose.
Don't make me call up the crew.
Now they getting scared when I call up my troops.
I'm the One like Neo, c___y like T.O.
Nobody could guard me like I'm shooting a free throw.
This is illegal, my flow is legal.
And its me, there will never be a sequel.
See, I'm fly like a pelican.
And while I'm here, yeah, I'm gonna represent.
If your sick, then I'll be your medicine.
And you already know who I'm better than.
No doubt, yeah, I'm a veteran.
And when done you gonna think you got ran over by elephants.
Since I came ain't been the same like ever since.
And that talking, yeah, it better end.

This is my world, my way, my life.
And if I gotta do it, I gotta do it right.
So everything I want, go ahead and give me that.
If your girl with me just know that you ain't getting it back. (no)
Yeah, she want a bad boy. (yes)
And I'm all about my cash boy.
She be all up in the Jag boy.
I know that make you mad boy.
But don't make me beat your a__ boy.
So don't go there.
Your career's like a treadmill,
You running but you ain't going nowhere.
Me, on the other hand.
I can blow a hundred stacks and bounce back rubber band.
Thirty karats here, a hundred on the other hand.
I do me, I don't worry about another man.
I'm way past them, got them playing catch up.
I'll be right there if you ever mess up.

No, you don't want no problem.
You don't want no drama.
They don't want none.
You know how it is.
You know what we do.
Jam on the track.
Shock on the music.
1 2. You here the clock ticking?
Tick-tock, You about to stop living.
Tick-tock, I want you to remember me.
Tick-tock, but the day don't have no memory.
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