the club hollerin' [Lil' Boosie:] A bay bay this here Boosie This for my dawgs who keep that cake and keep that oozie Holla a bay bay One eighty seven two
) Give me that hand clap (Let me get that hand clap) One for the money, two for the show Clap your hands if you got a bankroll One for the money, two
disc Me and the clicka, sit down and eat dinner Wake up every mornin' write a new banger That strike harder than your best attempt to sound like P Or the H A V O
If you just give me a dance, take a chance, girl U S H E R, say it U S H E R, one, two, three U S H E R, say it U S H E R, one, two, three
concrete Braids in my hair, gold still in my teeth Still bringin' the beef if you're bringin' me grief I, rat-a-tat-tat it like one-two one-two Cock
the track is on Dat bitch, that'll jump out dolo With her toes in a pump with a shotgun pumped out Dat bitch, that'll roll proper, two phones One for
falling behind, trying to relight ya lime It's a crime when I drop online's design That tick, tick boom, blow your mind Yeah me, M E T H the O the D
Yeahhayyy, yeahhayyy! [Havoc] Yeah.. fo' sho' [Missy] Yeahh! Yah.. [Missy] Mmmm-mmm-mmm, mmmm-mmm-mmm [Missy] Uhh, yah.. [Havoc] M-O-B-B baby [Missy]
the S T L M O 3 1 4 Call the cops I see a robbery in progress Lunatics about to steal the show From the S T L M O 3 1 4 I'm real brass to smash with
matter What the situation be I'm 'bout my fetti, my dollars, my loot, my grip, my green UPT 13 and CMB Is what I represent for life and I'm H O T nigga
Money and h***, they can't ease past me If you don't believe me, ask Jazze He got money, he got G's And the finest *** O E's Lavish homes and luxury
' disease You tellim' me what you want bitch You givin' up the funk but you gotta pay a lump To this nigga name Peewee From the R I C H M O N D Bitch
shootin' everything and you pimpin' hoes And to think you could hang with me I never would spit this game for free I'm the T double O, S H O R T, I
eat, and work all day Give me that funk and I might just shout Sir too short just turned you out Crawl [scratch] I gotta get that funk Female funk Too s.h.o
me Me and E-40 to the head, comin' fed plus, you let the lead bust Ready to do a murda, mayn, perved off the Hurricane Slurred again, witness what bein off two
yo vehicle, nigga, up in these high-speedaz, police they be the Rosco Bico train, swervin in an outta lanes, runnin from O-H-A, what they throw
Crazy muthafuckas that'll blast you Crazy muthafuckas dont give a shit What? Y'all niggas dont know who y'all fuckin with We T-H-U-G-G-E-D O-U-T We'll
here buddy this ain't what you want Blue fifty-two, break, duck DY go left while I'm fakin' the K When I'm done you gonna remember my name It's H O