The incredible untouchable niggaSpittin' venom out his body with the dopest flowsAnd wonder why the lines around the corner'Cause the little mothafucka has the dopest showsThe one time for my indipendant womenAnd all the single mothers that be gettin' that cakeTwo times for my dawgs,my trigga's,and my nigga's,In the kitchen that be feelin' that weight East coast, West coast, Mid West, dirty SouthThen we took it all around the world...I got fans in retirement homesThe teenagers, to little bity boys and girlsDroppin' lyrical bombs up in your hoodNonstop and I'm a hit em' 'til the block explodesHip hop, R & B, pop talk, what ya want?I even got alittle rock and rollThe most creative original got em takin subliminal(bang bang)'Cause they can't get what I gotsThey want it so badFour million dollar pad, and enough to retire off two albumsGo on, wave your white flags I'm hot! And everytime i rhyme im puttin rappas in da ground with nines they got em hooked lyke dopethey gotta make up dey mind because they runnin outta tyme and im about to make them chokebetta turn ya stereo LOUDERlisten and let me PREACHlets get arrested for disturbin the *echo*PEACE COME ON*echo* (Talking)Man dis disturbin the peace shit gettin on my nervesboy i tell ya the truth kno wut im sayinwhile he doin shows...im in deese screetskno wut im sayinwhile he on TV...im in deese screetsand then my broad and my kid walk around singin itboy if dey sing anotha verse boy i swear y'kno wut im sayinim on anotha level thoughi got a car wash...i got a shop on O nationalI got my own record lable...you heard upthe poxy family cartel y'know im sayinwe realwho this nigga think he is? (Luda)Im a household name wit game spittin outta my mouth at all tymesi spit it out an about and spit it out of da southtill the recognize the danger signsso feel the tingle in yo spine by the way i talkand deres pimpin in my blood u can tell by the way i walkooooo lord more styles then a barber shopcall the copsPeople in da way when a ball the blocklittle do they know that im callin shotsand im not ta b fucked witif ya see me commin round the corner then duck quickperpatraitors can suck dicki tried ta tell thembut dey don' wanna listeni tried ta shine embut dey don' wanna glistenwhile the hot head keeps on tickinand the kick drum peep im pumpin im dumpinon da coast is foolscuz rules was made to b broken but you cant make broken ruleshear wut im sayin or heard wut i saidhear wut they playin cuz through this music ima still be hurr if im deadcall yo producers cuz im hurtin deese beatsi said once i'll say it twice BITCH DISTURBIN THE PEACE *PEACE COME ON*Echoed*

AOWWWW!I never used to snore in my sleep 'til this rap shit startedWarm thoughts fill the hot-headed and cold-heartedYour whole paycheck, you burp it and then fart itAnd y'all think I'm gon' stop? BLOW IT OUT YA ASS!In one year I got rich, now life's movin so fastBut bein broke with no food is just a thing of the pastPlus I'm the new phenomenon like white women with assAnd y'all prayin that I flop? BLOW IT OUT YA ASS!In New York I buy clothing, in Cali I get greenIn Atlanta I get sleep, in Texas I sip leanAll these rappers wanna know what I'm gettin for sixteensTry 80, want a discount? BLOW IT OUT YA ASS!See in just six months I infiltrated the systemIf you find somebody better, then I'm sorry I missed himNiggaz hate givin me props cause I might use it against themC'mon, get Ludacris out! BLOW IT OUT YA ASS! [Chorus 2X: Ludacris]If you mad I'm on top, then wish me goneIf you mad I'm on the road, then wish me homeAnd if you mad that I'm right, punk wish me wrongBut after your three wishes - BLOW IT OUT YA ASS! [Ludacris]It's time to saddle up the Tontos cause I'm the Lone RangerI eat dinner with Jews but don't talk to strangersI'm just a few albums from filling your disc changerIf you ever think of stoppin me - BLOW IT OUT YA ASS!I'm a hustler by nature but criminal by lawAny charges set against me, chunk it up and stand tallNext year I'm lookin in to buyin Green Briar mall{?}You probably own a lot of property! BLOW IT OUT YA ASS!C'mon and take a look, he's got gigantic ballsPlus his money keeps flowin like Niagara FallsWe all know Jesus saves and Ludacris withdrawsI'm 'bout to go on vacation - BLOW IT OUT YA ASS!Shout out to Bill O'Reilly, I'ma throw you a curveYou mad cause I'm a THIEF and got away with wordsI'ma start my own beverage, it'll calm your nervesPepsi's the New Generation - BLOW IT OUT YA ASS! [Chorus] [Ludacris]My black people show me love when I'm up on the blockAnd Latinos always waitin for my CD's to dropWhite people love the flow, they say, "Dude, you fuckin rock!"Yo' fans are my fans, right? BLOW IT OUT YA ASS!So find my album in the stores and look for the white steamRip it open, play it and yo' momma might screamIt's hard, other albums are softer than ice creamYo' scans are my scans, right? BLOW IT OUT YA ASS!Now Luda's throwin up A's, and I'm lightin up L'sAround the globe gettin paid, you home bitin yo' nailsDTP, the only label that practice fightin ourselvesWe probably gettin on your nerves, huh? BLOW IT OUT YA ASS!I been eatin and gettin FAT while y'all dyin of hungerI get drunk in the winter, stay high in the summerWatch out, my album's puttin up McDonald's numbersYou over 6 million served, huh? BLOW IT OUT YA ASS! [Chorus] BLOW IT OUT YA ASS!WHOO!

Stand up! Stand up!Stand up! Stand up! When I move you move (just like that?)When I move you move (just like that?)When I move you move (just like that?)Hell yeah! Hey DJ bring that back!(When I move you move) just like that?(When I move you move) just like that?(When I move you move) just like that?(Hell yeah, Hey DJ bring that back!) How you ain't gon' FUCK! Bitch out me?I'm the goddamn reason you in VIPCEO you don't have to see IDI'm young, wild, and strapped like Chi-AliBLAOW! We ain't got nothin' to worry aboutWhoop ass, let security carry 'em outWatch out for the medallion my diamonds are recklessFeels like a MIDGET is hanging from my necklaceI pulled up wit a million trucksLooking, smelling, feeling like a million bucks-ahh!Pass the bottles, the heat is onWe in the huddle all smoking that Cheech & ChongWhat's wrong?! The club and the moon is fullAnd I'm lookin for a thick young lady to pullOne sure shot way to get em outta them pantsTake note to the brand new dance, like dis When I move you move (just like that?)When I move you move (just like that?)When I move you move (just like that?)Hell yeah! Hey DJ bring that back!(When I move you move) just like that?(When I move you move) just like that?(When I move you move) just like that?(Hell yeah, Hey DJ bring that back!) Go on wit ya big ass! Lemme see somethingTell ya little friend he can quit mean muggingI'm lit and I don't care what no one thinksBut where the fuck is the waitress at wit my drinks?!My people outside and they can't get inWe gon' rush the back door and break 'em inThe owner already pissed cause we sorta lateBut our time and our clothes gotta coordinateMost girls lookin' right, some lookin' a messThat's why they spilling drinks all over ya dressBut Louie Vuitton bras all over your breastsGot me wanting to put hickies all over ya chest-ahhC'mon! we gon party tonightY'all use mouth to mouth bring the party to lifeDon't be scurred, show another part of your lifeThe more drinks in your system the harder da fight! When I move you move (just like that?)When I move you move (just like that?)When I move you move (just like that?)Hell yeah! Hey DJ bring that back!(When I move you move) just like that?(When I move you move) just like that?(When I move you move) just like that?(Hell yeah, Hey DJ bring that back!) Stand up! Stand up!Stand up! Stand up! Damn right the Fire Marshall wanna shut us downGet us out so someone can gun us downWe was two songs away from getting some cuttaNow we one song away from tearing da club upMove over! Luda got something to sayDo it now cause 'tomorrow' ain't promised 'today'Work wit me! let's become one with the beatAnd don't worry bout me steppin all over ya feets When I move you move (just like that?)When I move you move (just like that?)When I move you move (just like that?)Hell yeah! Hey DJ bring that back!(When I move you move) just like that?(When I move you move) just like that?(When I move you move) just like that?(Hell yeah, Hey DJ bring that back!) Stand up! Stand up!Stand up! Stand up!Stand up! (just like that?)Stand up! (just like that?)Stand up! Stand up!

[Sponser] [Interviewer]What's the deal people?! It's the Natural Disaster: T-Storm comin' at you with another hip-hop spotlight. Since the success of being a radio air personality from back in the day and later goin' on to release his independent album, Ludacris has inspired other radio jocks to persue careers in Hip-Hop. Meet Rob Quarters, a 62-year-old air personality from WZZZ in Bus County Georgia. I was granted the opportunity to holla at Mr. Quarters about his upcoming album And here's what he had to say. [Rob Quarters]People keep askin' "Why Rob Quarter, why Rob Quarter, 62-year-old muthafuckin' g?" Wanna make an album, that's all. You know, I been, I've been thinking about doin' this shit since, you know, back when I was forty, so I figured "Hey fuck it. I'm a go ahead and just do the damn thing, just go ahead and do the damn thing." So, here's the first single off my new album "Get Hard, Or Die Tryin'" Ya'll feel that? Feel that nigga. It's called "Viagra Has Been Good To Me" Now feel that fuckin' nigga! Hey, ya'll holla back at a muthafucker and you know what I'm always sayin nigga: If you can't earn no muthafuckin' cents, you better beg for the quarter.

I'm tryin to make it through these hard times (hard, times)I'm tryin to make it through these hard timesI'm tryin to make it through these hard times (hard, times)I'm tryin to make it through these hard timesI'm tryin to make it through these hard times (hard, times)I'm tryin to make it through these hard timesI'm tryin to make it through these hard times (hard, times)Hard times (hard), hard times (hard) You never know how much you miss a person, until they goneLike to hear it? Hear it go, I'm rehearsing, gotta sing my songI know I've done some wrong, but I can't get rightCause life is like a big fightI'm stickin-and-movin, tryin to get my shit rightMy family's been houndin me, friends they done turned against meKinda like they hearts was on a full tank, but now they emptyAnd they say I've changed, but like twins I'm just the sameIt's because of my job, mo' money mo' prob in this dirty gameThis industry FUCKED UPThat's right I said it, and it's fake as everKeep real niggaz around me, stay "Space Age 4 Eva"Po-ppa never went and jumped the broom, never got that one degreeBut if you looked down from heaven, you'd still be proud of meYour son was DUI, but my momma made it byI didn't shed no tears when you left mebut the rest of the family criedTrials and tribulations, ruined my concentrationLosin my patience, hard times for goodness sake'n I'm tryin to make it through these hard times (hard, times)I'm tryin to make it through these hard timesI'm tryin to make it through these hard times (hard, times)I'm tryin to make it through these hard timesI'm tryin to make it through these hard times (hard, times)I'm tryin to make it through these hard timesI'm tryin to make it through these hard times (hard, times)Hard times (hard), hard times (hard) As this Valium slowly starts to kick inThem subconcious, subliminal thoughts, start tickinThis whole world around me, diseased, and crumblinBabies doin dope cause daddy did it right in front of themEverybody wanna blame music for they bad kidsSittin up in the court talkin 'bout Eminem made me do what I didMy own hard times rolled in like the fogTry to think of others, but I can't get past my own thoughtsMy momma, in 1967, pickin cottonWhile other blacks was gettin liberated, boycottinMy old man was a player, ain't no hidin thatHe started tootin then he graduated to smokin crackI never saw him, never needed to see that muh'fuckerHe left me and my mother stuck down here in this fuckin gutterI tattoed it on my arm so I can't forget itIt's in my mind and my heart so I'm forever with it I'm tryin to make it through these hard times (hard, times)I'm tryin to make it through these hard timesI'm tryin to make it through these hard times (hard, times)I'm tryin to make it through these hard timesI'm tryin to make it through these hard times (hard, times)I'm tryin to make it through these hard timesI'm tryin to make it through these hard times (hard, times)Hard times (hard), hard times (hard) A drum machine, the old fo'-track, and a pack of new tapesIn the middle of, 1988, in a corner cafeWe made beats, and hung with old heads, and stayed out late at nightDo talent shows, fo'-way split the dough, that was our way of lifeMy momma stayed, home full time so she could raise meKnowin without a, household father, things could get crazySometimes I listened, sometimes I thought I knew it allBut nevertheless, momma was with me through it allI graduated out of nothin, not out of school, it was like12, 13, 14 years I'm thinkin coolI might as well, be focusin on me tryin to get paidUsin these rhymes I've been writin since in the 7th gradeOur team played, and had physical sex with minimum wageIt was just like a piece of pussyIt fucked me long as I stayedBut still I prayed, Lord I'm tryin now please help me out the waterIt can't get no harderHelp me to get back up and get my shit tomorrow I'm tryin to make it through these hard times (hard, times)I'm tryin to make it through these hard timesI'm tryin to make it through these hard times (hard, times)I'm tryin to make it through these hard timesI'm tryin to make it through these hard times (hard, times)I'm tryin to make it through these hard timesI'm tryin to make it through these hard times (hard, times)Hard times (hard), hard times (hard) I'm tryin to make it through these hard times (hard, times)I'm tryin to make it through these hard timesI'm tryin to make it through these hard times (hard, times)I'm tryin to make it through these hard timesI'm tryin to make it through these hard times (hard, times)I'm tryin to make it through these hard timesI'm tryin to make it through these hard times (hard, times)Hard times (hard), hard times (hard)

[Ludacris + (Sandy Coffee)]Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Say it (make love to me)Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhh! What? (fuck, meee!)Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Say it (make love to me)Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhh! What? (fuck, meee!) [Chorus: repeat 2X]I'm bout to throw some game, they both one and the sameCupid's the one to blame - say it (make love to me)I'm bout to shed some light, cause each and every nightYou gotta do it right - what? (fuck, meee!) [Verse One]They want it nice and slow, kiss 'em from head to toeRelax and let it go - say it (make love to me)They want it now and fast, grabbin and smackin assYou gotta make it last - what? (fuck, meee!)Together holdin hands, you out there spendin grandsAnd makin family plans - say it (make love to me)Don't have to straighten facts, don't want no strings attachedJust scratches on your BACK - what? (fuck, meee!)Ex's ain't actin right, and you so glad to fightDinner's by candlelight - say it (make love to me)She got a nigga whipped, down to ya fingertipsTryin that freaky shit - what? (fuck, meee!)Turn on some Babyface, just for your lady's sakeYou call her babycakes - say it (make love to me)Know how to mack a broad, she's on your sack and ballsYou call her Jabberjaws - what? (fuck, meee!) [Chorus] [Verse Two]You bout to buy a ring, she needs the finer thingsGucci designer frames - say it (make love to me)Purchase a nasty flick, wrap up and tie her quickKnow how to drive a stick - what? (fuck, meee!)You both unite as one, you the moon and she's your sunYour heart's a beating drum - say it (make love to me)You better not of came, she want to feel the painThen hear her scream your name - what? (fuck, meee!)Follow this DICK-tionary, you're both some visionariesThen do it missionary - say it (make love to me)I hear 'em call da wild, and do it all the whileDoggy and FROGGY style - what? (fuck, meee!)You in between the sheets, lickin and eatin sweetsAnd what you find you keep - say it (make love to me)You do it standin up, orgasms hand 'em upY'all just don't GIVE A FUCK - what? (fuck, meee!) [Chorus] [Verse Three]You wanna tell the world, cause she's your favorite girlYour diamond and your pearl - say it (make love to me)Nobody has to know, just keep it on the lowAnd meet 'em right at fo' - what? (fuck, meee!)Nothin but fights and fussin, plus there's a lot of cussinJust grab ahold of SOMETHIN - say it (make love to me)Y'all do that BAD stuff, she like it rammed upRopes and HANDCUFFS - what? (fuck, meee!) [Chorus]

Gangsta whitewalls, TV antennas in the back (the back, the back...) [Chorus]I wanna (diamond in the back)I wanna (sunroof top)I wanna (diggin' the scene with a gangsta lean)I wanna (diamond in the back)I wanna (sunroof top)I wanna (diggin' the scene with a gangsta lean)I wanna (diamond in the back)I wanna (sunroof top)I wanna (diggin' the scene with a gangsta lean)I wanna (diamond in the back)And I wanna (sunroof top)I wanna (diggin' the scene with a gangsta lean) diamond in the, diamond in the, diamond in the... [Verse 1]It's hard growin' up lookin' at drug dealers wit' all this paperWonderin' how I can get me someMy family's strugglin', I'm buggin', sittin' on my porchSo confused, chewin' on some bubblegumI was always taught to use my manners with the missesBut please, stay away from the hoes and snithesAnd I was always reached for the sky, I dont know whyIma little bitty kid wit' a whole buncha gangsta wishesWhen I grow up, you just wait, Ima be so straightAnd everything's gonna be so marvelousNo more borrowin' from the neighbors, no more hatersNo more blowin' Nintendo cartridgesIma have it made in the shade, Ima be so paidAnd my fam, get 'em off that payin' them billsMatta fact Im schemin' my way on up out this hood, I'll be goodWhen I ditch these trainin' wheels [Chorus]Diamond in the backI wanna (sunroof top)I wanna (diggin' in the scene with a gangsta lean)I wanna (diamond in the back)I wanna (sunroof top)I wanna (diggin' in the scene with a gangsta lean)I wanna (diamond in the back)And I wanna (sunroof top)I wanna (diggin' in the scene with a gangsta lean)I wanna (diamond in the back)I wanna (sunroof top)I wanna (diggin' in the scene with a gangsta lean) Diamond in the, diamond in the, diamond in the... [Verse 2]I'm sick and tired of ridin' public transportationBeen patient waitin' on my set of wheelsI'm willin' to do what it takes, whatever the stakesIn order to get myself some dollar billsIt's too many holes in my socks, and I'm ready to boxAnyone tellin' me I need better shoesAnd I aint the only one trippin', or makin a fussMy older cousin need some cheddar tooHe thinkin' 'bout comin' up on the lick, to get it quickIt involves that local corner storeI overheard him say he knew who works thereAnd whatever they do, dont let the owner knowI hope he come back with enough to let me borrow some changeAt least for the summerAnd if he dont let me borrow nothin, but ask me what I wantIma tell him I wanna... [Chorus]Diamond in the backI wanna (sunroof top)I wanna (diggin' the scene with a gangsta lean)I wanna (diamond in the back)I wanna (sunroof top)I wanna (diggin' the scene with a gangsta lean)I wanna (diamond in the back)Could use a (sunroof top)Sho' wanna (diggin' the scene with a gangsta lean)I wanna (diamond in the back)I wanna (sunroof top)Sho' wanna (diggin' the scene with a gangsta lean) Diamond in the, diamond in the, diamond in the... [Verse 3]Why cant I walk with a limp mama? wont be no dramaFor goodness sakes, Im just a kidHad to get my whoopin' in fo's, I was just a po'Like there no remorse for what I didGotta learn the hard way, when runnin' them streetsHow some just creep, really just to eat a meal"I coulda swore it was mine," what I used to tell the po-posWhat I left to rob and stealMan, I gotta earn for a livin', aint nobody givin' me nothin'Find somethin' I love to doHmm, what about that pimpin'? It's good tippin'Tax free, and I know a lot of people that love to screwYeah, it's just a way of the world, with boys and girlsI'm adjustin' to my environmentThis government cheatin' us, so I'll cheat 'em backWhy cant work feel like retirement? [Chorus]Diamond in the backI wanna (sunroof top)I wanna (diggin' the scene with a gangsta lean)I wanna (diamond in the back)Could use a (sunroof top)Sho' wanna (diggin' the scene with a gangsta lean)I wish I had a (diamond in the back)I wanna (sunroof top)I wanna (diggin' the scene with a gangsta lean)I wanna (diamond in the back)And I wanna (sunroof top)I wanna (diggin' the scene with a gangsta lean) Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta...

Ah yeah, we sending this one outFrom everybody I mean to everybody from the H-Town to the A-TownTo worldwide so get your lighters, get your drinkAnd I tell you what I'm so fucked up, and screwed upIf anybody try to blow my high, you know what I'ma tell 'em [Chorus] (Fuck you!) Fuck you!(Fuck you!) Fuck you!(Fuck you!) Fuck you!(Fuck you!) Fuck you!(I'm screwed up) [Ludacris]I feel better than I've ever felt before, Ah!Intoxicated but maintaining self-control, Ah!I took a swig, I had a jug, chug-a-log, I'm loud and clearI had some bud, I lit it up, and then I made it disappear'Cause my magic tricks, are so fabulousThis shit's hazardous, got amateurs smoking canibusIf you mad at this, damn it then [Chorus] [Lil' Flip]I made a, call to my dog, time to split the blunt and break it upThree-wheel motion, purple potion, I gotta shake it upI tried to kick the habit, but it keep calling meAbracadabra, here's a magic trick, I smoked up all the weedZig-Zag's and golden wraps got my mind goneDrugs don't affect my work, I still get my grind on [Chorus] [Ludacris]I'm leaning like the Tower of Pisa, the syrup squeezerCome close to my stash, and get treated as if I'm EbeneezerI'm throwed, blowed, matter-of-fact let's call this the thrower potionI'm screwed up, so no wonder things are in slower motionI gots to have it,can't kick the habit, I've tried to shake itThe drug experiment stage if you mistake then [Chorus] [Lil' Flip]I'm from Screwed Up Texas, we drive reckless, and then we peel offYou ain't had shit until you smoke Sweet Tooth and Jack FrostHit it twice but don't cough, you gotta take it manIf it's a record for smoking I'm 'bout to break it manMe and Luda puffing budda, we in a black CougarOn Zap Judas, you try to jack us we grab rulers [Chorus] [Ludacris]How can I say it plain?That I'm off that Mary JaneAnd if it's true what they sayThen I don't know how many cells is left in my fucking brainBut I'ma keep on writing and lightingMinds of these hungry rappersAnd tell the hood that I've hired niggers and fired crackersOn the Fourth of July, opens your eyes I'm joking stupidI love all races but if you hating my music then [Chorus] [Lil' Flip]I love my occupation, we never have to take a piss testFuck a 9 to 5 'cause I'm always getting restI wake to breakfest and headYou wake up to breakfast in bedShould I drive my H2? Hmmm?I'ma take the Lexus insteadPimping ain't dead but I'll leave you niggazDead from all this pimpingI'm riding spinners like a pimpThat's why I'm limpin'[Chorus] [Ludacris]Off substances that's controlledThat's how this story goesI popped the cap, broke the iceAnd Lil' Flip done broke the moldI'm so cold I think I, see dead peopleNah, that's just my homies passed out in the RegalBelieve it, the potency is so strong, if you notice meI'm calm, cool, and collected and if you, disrespect it theb [Chorus] [Lil' Flip]We doing this for them players that bank screw musicWe don't pass out after 8 blunts, because we're used to itMe and Cris like cheech & chongSo hurry, break out the weed and the bong'Cause if it ain't Grade A trees, we gotta leave it aloneAnd to my homie screw, you know I gotta hold it downAnd if they want it then they gotta come and take the crown [Chorus] Hahahahahaha So there you have itSending this one out to all my drinkers and all my smokersUnited and lighted we stand inebriated we fallAnd if you wanna pass the sobriety and breathalyzer testHear's a quick Luda tip some packets of mustard in your carKeep mustard god damn it and whoever said niggas in the south can't rhyme [Chorus]

(dialing) (recorded message) Hello. Thank you for calling distubing the peace. To help expidite your call please listen carefully to the following options:If your calling to send us in a demo tape, press 1If your calling regarding a job, press 2If your calling to borrow money, press 3If your calling to find the nearest weed spot in your area, press 4If your out of alcohol on sunday, press 5If you need a hoe for an evening, press 6If you woke up with a hangover and a pair of hairy balls on your forehead, press 7(presses 7) You've been introduced and victimized to a moral crime called t-bagginWe suggest you promtly hang up the phone, Beat the ass of any white guys you hung out with last nightThen find and destroy all photos before they appear on the internet Thank you for calling.Good bye.

One more again head down poppin on a handstand [Hook]Head down booty booty poppinHead down booty booty poppinHead down booty booty poppinHead down booty poppin on a handstand On a handstandOn my american banstandsSummersalts cartwheels ~ just keep on dancingChinese splits-splits slide on down that pole-poleAnd feel this ~ getin outa control-trolOh no keep goin till ~ and me say stoooopLet it kiss the sky and then make it droooopCut and twist if you don't like it you can ~ crisIm rubbin ~ so stay in catch don't try to duck and missDo your stretches don't pull no handspringsYou got me movin infact your doin the damn thangStronger muscles exersize every body your body hurtsLets do this sweatin thank god your bath and body worksI like a woman who makes her own doe don't need a lot of helpBut your heart'll melt if I put a thousand in your garder beltLipgloss traces your pierced in 11 placesAnd your lips down town just made some familiar faces like WOAH! [Hook (x2)] Imma send a chapter to this ~ poppin legacy China be that ~ cant no ~ don't ~ wit meWhen I pop that cris im on that buisnes and bubblyWhen im in that 6 wit 20s spinin on luxuryCuz I got that head gamePickin up that bed frameBut don't get me wrong now shawty gon' let that led hangBetter learn that game shawty Better get yo' man shawtyFoe he endup tamed and be gone all in the brain shawtyThis here be futuristicThis business so explicitThe way I brake it down for you ~ so explicitLet it go now front back watch me drop it like thatShow me where that money atBoy come wit them 100 stacksNow break in wit that ~ poppinThat ~ poppin to the floeAnd got these ~ he wantin moeWit out that doe popi aint nuttin happenCuz that's the show im from the go u get that ~ poppinStopin that ~ dropin GONE [Hook (x2)] Every time we hit the clubWut we need is 50 deepPurple coat and grichi got everybody keedAt the club 7 days a week party be be off in this ~More hight poppin dropin ~ damn shawty who is thisRedbone wit a scorpio tatted on her tummy Im sittin slouched back in the chair stuntin waving moneyAnd shawty start zig zaggin a dariair for meA bowlegged darbreded said her name was strawberryUp ~ pushed in a whole lota want moeReached in my pocket grabbed a G and then threw it on the floeHere u deserve this doe now jump on stage and work the poleFace down ~ up ~ hands on thoseNow pop that ~ you know the procedureIf you want this cash gotta make that ~ shake like a sedgureEither magic or pleasas Find me spending cheese upMaxin out my visaTrickin on stip teasers [Hook (x3)]