Here I come. . When niggas get to poppin'. Get, get down, get, get, g-get, get down. Get down, get, get, g-get. When niggas get to poppin'. . Money, cars, stars, they be ballin'.
I can see pouring rain. See my future heading for the drain. So betcha wondering. Why I got a grin permanently on my face. Stumbling downhill fast. Wasting time that I just don't have.
Hey, Rich Boy, Lil' Jon. There's a lotta motherfuckin' bad bitches in this motherfucker. I think I'ma walk over to one of them motherfuckers and tell 'em this.
Here I come. . When niggas get to poppin'. Get, get down, get, get, g-get, get down. Get down, get, get, g-get. When niggas get to poppin'. . Money, cars, stars, they be ballin'.