{Intro} {Verse 1: Mac Dre} I'm at the club, chipped up diamonds in my mouth Collar flipped up on my Levi Strauss When I leave thy house, boy I'm always dipped up Me and Equipto at the bar gettin ripped up Double shot Grey Goose dirty martini I'm Al Boo Boo of the lamp, I'm the genie Can't do the Chingy when I thizzle wiggle on 'em Can't handle'em sick Drizzle on 'em Man I'm too bad, going off two bags Off Rappers Delight not the sh** that you had Don't funk push it partner I push it I got that long on yah heads and I kush it Push it push it real good I feel good Kilo pa** the Back so I can unpeel wood I make hits, not pop flies And wear more ice then boxers with black eyes {Verse 2: Andre Nickatina} Man I don't tell dem b**hes that I'm goin to the party Cause if I tell them b**hes hoes will tell everybody My Lexus just bought the Nakamichi I'm in the shoe store trying gators when ya see me, you don't speak I hit Vegas for a whole week I'm trying to catch the tears that be comin' down my son's cheek You praise Ron King I like Don King
I'm gettin money n' ain't even in the damn ring I turn around like there's police sirens I always tell broke b**hes that pimps is hirin' now So take a photograph Or write a paragraph The homie banging I can see cause he wear a flag I hit the Energizer bunny with a Duracell I hit Wilson's on time for the leather sale I grab two blunts straight out the Swisher box Gotta get the same rush a shooter gets from a Glock My shoes match ma socks I like to have a knot My old crack neighborhood was called Bedrock We like to fight back You need to light that This church preaching about the bible of a rap cat I keep it moving like hoes that's choosing Hittin' Privilege Hennessy wit em' all in the afternoon n' I run through the city like it's grand larsony Don't hit tha after party b**h whats stopping me? I dress properly Hoes try to copy me I hang with pimps that say n***as neva knockin' me I like to talk trash Especially when I walk fast Movin' through the airport with my blue polo bag {Outro}