Why.. Why.. . I'm a junkie, looking through my book. I can't be cured, I know I'm hooked. I gotta get out the house, I'm so hard. Chasing that cat all over the yard.
It's goin' down like this ma-fucka. . Is the shit gone ever change. 'Cause I be caught up in the middle of it. Click my pistol, and then in his fuckin' throat I shoved it.
Ha, ha, listen, you know I do it for the ladies. Lambourghini Moss and uh see. I done had my share with the right but um. Look there's something about you, baby.
Intro. (Can we ride like this, can we do it like this girl). (Can we ride like this, can we do it like this girl). . I. Hold up just a second lil' momma tell me where yo ridin' to.