(Intro). Ladies and fuckin gentlemen (Whassup). It's the kings of fuckin crunk (You know it). Me, your boy Lil Jon, Lil Bo, Big Sam. On the motherfuckin track, Rick Rubin (Yeah).
Babyyy you ain't gotta front . shorty cause I want you. Babyyy you ain't gotta front . shorty cause I want you. Babyyy you ain't gotta front if you want me ..
Now I ever think about is getting paid (getting paid). Heading toward lifestyle hitting no debates. In a black 600 laid up behind tented. Krossed Out, me and my folks getting vent.
She loves me it's not just in my head. She loves me even though it's not been said. And if anything means anything then this means something good. And I guess I'd love her back if I only could.
Yellow canary, tennis bracelet necklace, kno' I'm sayin'. Three quarter black mink, shades, canaries in both ears. Kno' I'm sayin' black phantom, triple black, with the oak wood.
~~(BRIAN)~~. Stage set, lights on. Now play that intro let me check my microphone. Its bangin, so strong. You wave your hands in the air as you sing along.