[Baby] See the party won't start 'till I walk in And I might start over with them Burberry tims Me and J.D. with 'bout 10 of our friends The Benz, the Lexus with the bubble eye lens Bentley, coupes with the rag top vets Brand new caddy with the jews and jets
[J.D.] Throw up your sets up your bets I'm the big check sign nigga rhyme nigga 24 I'm grindin' Nigga hot boys since runnin' they was singin' Here we go spendin' dough shit you ain't know I works this pimp juice Cash Money and So So Def all hell 'bout to break loose
[Chorus: TQ] Every city town I go Y'all know just how it be When I come threw I shut it down Cuz ain't no body bad like me From the girls in the club that be shakin' they ass To the way that we make your speakers blast Last name Money first name is Cash Y'all know y'all know just how it be
[Baby] Big pimpin and hustlin we riding and dubbin' When we walk threw the club all the hoes be huggin More money more pain three colors on the range We threw it out the roof screamin money ain't a thang Visit JD get a boo and see it (holla) We Gucci down from the head to the feet The Cash Money model this nigga be greedy And these horny hoes holla stunna please fini..
[J.D.] I'm the loud over the top type Never quiet when I come to your town I'm trying to start me a riot Fuck your diet Me and my niggas keep eating Heating like DeNiro in the middle of the street and I represent those that party all night Shut down the club screamin green light It's me and the Birdman ya heard Please be clear It's so much stunnin going on in here
[Chorus (Baby)] I hear them people coming daddy (Heads up!) You better get to running daddy (Heads up!) They walking through the court man (Heads up!) You better stash your dope man (Heads up!)
[Lac] I hear them people coming daddy (Heads up!) You better get to running daddy (Heads up!) They walking through the court man (Heads up!) You better stash your dope man (Heads up!)
[Baby] Aye, I heard it was a murder (murder) Robbing and kidnapping Lil one with that jaw jacking Saying that he stacking - ain't packing That tool go to clapping You hear that "click:pow" Move out before the "click, click:pow"
[Stone] Man I don't like that nigga anyway I heard he been ratting
[Lac] We can drag him to the river Stone
[Stone] Nah, leave him for Atrice
[Lac] Look, I'm a gangsta, hustler, hoodlum (slow down) I came with the four pounds (pounds) So fucking let it go down (go down) I'm tired of them niggas talking I'm letting the trigga sparker Bull dog barking - Cadillac done did em' awful
[Baby] He ratting, stooping, bitching, and busting balls Say Lac, I'ma send this nigga to the mall (It is what it is) Its one way in dog - Heads up! Grab on them K-9 dogs
[Chorus]
[Stone] Stunna a street nigga, straight up Make him act as money And I don't sleep nigga I stay up in a black 600 I play for keeps nigga (so pay up, ain't jacking nothing) The price is cheap nigga (Heads up! Crackers coming)
[Baby] See I'm a known D Boy so they hits my spot Put my homies on they knees and they check for rocks So we change stash spots cause the blocks is hot On the rag-less cars so they can't clip my spots
[Lac] The Caprice's on the block moving slow-ly (slow-ly) That's the mother fucking po-lice Here come the laws nigga heads up (heads up) Better raise up (raise up) Big chips if ya made something
[Baby] Move, move out nigga They coming through (what about the traffic daddy?) Nigga, fuck you! Heads up you know what to do You best to break, run, cause nigga they coming through
[Chorus]
[Lac] They told me put my hands on the car and show me your hands I had some raw in my draws so I broke out and ran I can't afford to be busted til my money advance But I'm running with the Birdman - so I'm straight nigga
[Baby] I'm on the block with the rocks and the 44 Its hot and we still burn a pound of dro' Million stashed in the trunk or compartment doors A hundred birds stashed in a Bentley four door
[Stone] I'm sticking to Tha G-Code - Tees and Bauts Break it up (?) covered in rocks Got a bitch on every exit that's holding my blocks And I drive a (?) but keep my Lexus by my older shops Streets watching - I know that's why I'm on my shit When them people riding with four doors - up my click Showing them off to rookie cops to watch out for me And I know this from crooked cops that get blocks from me
[Baby] + (TQ) The financial adviser of this get money game It's stunna the big money man So loosen up your strings cause you can get shot The Crystal absolute on the rocks (on the rocks) Ey nigga I gotta stay fly money No baseball player I got the a-ride money I go to Jamaica homie and ball like a dog (ball like a dog) The leaf that sticky homie and fog up the car (fog up the car) It's nothing to the icky icky Harlem world sticky sticky Fifty fifty a gram raw cut dilly Got minks on my body cause it cost too much (cost too much) 250 on the bird had to frost me up See these gangstas pimps and thugs make the world go round (gangstas, pimps and thugs) Ride for uptown and till they lay you down Birdman with them big chips with the bird lady and the benzes (benzes)
[Chorus: TQ] It's the fly away Fly fly away Or you can hit the highway That's the only way that we do it Love when we do it Fly away, fly away Fly away, fly away Cause we gon get you high today I know you wanna see how we do it You know how we do it Fly away, fly away
[Baby] + (TQ) So get your stock up nigga Get our brains rapped right The hood fucked up cause the nigga changed like The birdman daddy keeps the bricks taped tight A hundred of them things got my chips same night Pull up in the Bentley with them skinny ass tires Ice all over cause a nigga so fly (so fly) ? and i'm doing what i'm doing If them clubs gone pop i'm getting straight to em Nothing on chain put them dubs on the thangs Wipe a nigga down bitch give a nigga brains (wipe a nigga down bitch give a nigga brains) Call a nigga changed ma wash a nigga range Bird baby down with them cardier frames Gucci from head to toe and stunna my name Make winter weather and that's my thang I'm iced up nigga smoke pounds of dro And I'm labeled as a pimp and I mack a hoe biatch!
[Chorus: TQ] It's the fly away Fly fly away It's the fly away Or you can hit the highway That's the only way that we do it Love when we do it Fly away, fly away Fly away, fly away Cause we gon get you high today I know you wanna see how we do it You know how we do it
[Baby] + (TQ) It's the world wide callin' and the boss of the ballin' The hood rich nigga money tall as all The youngers of 20 cheerin' and nobody starvin' Nobody borrowin' cause nobody starvin' Ey ey TQueezy! the dro man callin' Get it in the jar Jeff pense is callin' Buy ounce, buy pound, buy enough for the rounds by mouth Cause ya know how it's going down Dro party with the magnolia chicks Smoke just fly nobody givin' lips They all on the floor cause the brains is flying On the outside it's just them 20 inch tyres Bentley, lexus, lams & vets Them ragtop guccis with the smitt n wess Got the old school caddie's and them new school too Platinum mouth niggaz and them gold mouth too biatch!
[chorus: TQ] It's the fly away Fly fly away It's the fly away Or you can hit the highway That's the only way that we do it Love when we do it Fly away, fly away Fly away, fly away Cause we gon get you high today I know you wanna see how we do it You know how we do it Fly away, fly away
[voice] The birdman bitch coming to a city near you now how you luv that nigga now I know what this is you know what you need to do? you need to look on the back of your cd cover and get that sticker for the mom burberry g-nites You want to come pick them up? come pick them up on 6 and magnolia and holla at ya boy c-ya? you understand? and we gon holla at ya another time holla! biatch!
[Baby] Ladies and Gentlemen, this young man is the author of the book Pimps are people too He is also the president of guns, bitches, and automobiles He also controls all the seafood trade He got, the skrimps, the lobsters, the primes The selmon, the little selmon, the big selmen The sardines, the cardads, and all that Ladies and gentlemen, put your hands together and give a warm welcome To Jay fizzle, my nizzle, fo shizzle (Turn up J. Fizzle's microphone)
[Jazze Pha - in backround] Tell me why, why, is it soo That I'm soo-oh, ice cold (ice cold) Tell me why, why, is it soo That I'm soo-oh, ice cold
[Verse 1]
[Baby] Stunner and T Kizzie, thats so icey Mommy gave me rangs on the back of my bikey I got the mink coat for wifey, wifey Icey icey, my wifey wifey
[TQ] They should have named me Dr. Freeze Cause I'm the coldest nigga y'all done seen The day that rap met r&b Got the birdman, Jazze, and me
[Baby] Ay, ay, see I'm so icey, my life so cool So so icey, the boys a fool Ice from iceman, I ice my boo Iced all over, from my head to her shoe
[TQ] Ice in the mail from Jacob boo I got a million dollar prala seat behind ya too It's million dollar mob thats behind me boo Now watch what the fuck I do (Wipe em down, wipe em down, biatch)
[Chorus - Jazze Pha] Tell me why, why, (whyyy) is it soo (is it soo) That I'm soo-oh, ice cold (so ice cold) Tell me why, why, is it soo, (tell me whyyy) soo That I'm soo-oh, ice cold
[Verse 2]
[Baby] Ay, ay, T Kizzie, r&b round I put ice on my mom, and my sister too It's mister icey icey, in the burgendy coupe
[TQ] I'd ice my grand-daddy, if he still was here On the white-wall tires, with them white-wall rims
[Baby] The million dollar ice, ice pumped up boots I got ice all over, with the million dollar shoes
[TQ] Look at iced up dro back, iced up me Watch #18 as he kill the cit-ty
[Baby] Put ice on my benz, on the 20 inch rims And I ice my lens with the burberry tims I got ice on my wrist, too cold to melt Pinky ring, icey icey, in a bird nest
[TQ] I'm from the ice clique, we unexplainably rich Whole lot of hits, whole lot of chips C-O the birdman, whole lot of bricks Put it all together, thats a whole lot of shit
[Chrous - Jazze Pha]
[Verse 3]
[Baby] Ay, ay, T Kizzie, big pimpin I got million dollar game, with as fly as freak Princess, bigness, ice on my teeth Round shape, we shape, my shit is a fool I got 15 karats, icey ice my boo
[TQ] Went to the corner, you can see me I'm in the ice cold six four, smokin dro Ballin nice and e-z, ss that I bought from fresh With the Cali license plate that read L.A. is best
[Baby] Big Wop is iced out, and Ceedi iced out Tiny-toe, big g, my rounds iced out And Exey icey hot, and busy is too We get money, spit ice, and wear gucci suits
[TQ] Let me tell you bout what we are, is what we are Ice cold money makin, see ya marra And we gon keep ballin til they close the bar And do the same damn thing tomarra Oh yeah, oh yeah
[Chorus - Jazze pha]
Fo sho nigga, y'all know who want this ice shit For this game nigga, it ain't no secret See ya morra for life nigga My whole crew shinnin nigga Busy, birdman, third world magnolia, biatch
Say T Queezie, your too hot for me pimpin See you stunnin, and you talk enough shit to make a cripple man walk I'm a tell you like this dog See Jimmy you holdin down back there nigga, keep your head up Say Elton, you still one of the hottest niggas out there nigga You aint front at all nigga, keep ya head up, biatch
My brothers in this shit ya heard me, biatch, biatch
(Chorus:Baby and Jazze Pha) I keep my rims-on the rocks I keep my jims'- on the rocks I keep my drink-on the rocks That's how I'm living-My life, my life, my life I keep my briefs-on the rocks I keep my platinum teef's-on the rocks I keep my bank-on the rocks That's how I'm living-My life,My life, My life
(Baby) (Jazze Pha) You see that silver satin ma', that's beautiful daddy I put them 22 rocks on that brand new Caddy Y'kno AMG wit' chromed kit pipes (Lord, Lord, Lord that's a beautiful site) Aiy it's a milli-milli nigga, milli-milli-milli nigga Million blocks, million in rocks nigga, million cars The Ro-Roc-Rock Boy, rock your ice and rock your toy It's the birdman daddy, no time na' pause If Y'no it's gon rain let it rock ya fall Don't non come from the top, but birds and ball I'm grateful for the man that gave it all But I rock my world and I thank the man 'Cuz I came in dis bitch wit my dick in my hand Got that Caddy on broaders, block milli-malla Nine-millimeter make the baddest nigga ball up
(Chorus)
(Stone) My grill ma' straighten 'em all Gucci- Gabanna - fuck the cost Fendi - Prada- I'll burn them all They been down we gotta ball You back it up - I'm lovin' that I'm smacking up ya shorty back Gambs' is up, better stack, I bought the truck I covered that, Ghetto rich still lock them thangs Money still in mansions man CMB, 10 a ki' , wodie ain't nothin' changed But I still got my ghetto stripes Red - blue and yellow ice That's all I rock, Fuck the cops They want me in that jail fa' life
(Chorus)
(Baby) Aiy! I'm Stuntin' Tonight Whoo! It's goin down tonight Hmm Hmm, I'm poppin' some crist I'm lookin' fa' some hoes ta put on my list Fits Tailored in the 'Vette with the platinum ass That Gucci rag with the Bird in the bag It's the Prada man, you prolly see me in brand new jag Gucci tailored, ma' don't tell me that
(Chorus)
('Lac) Nigga, I went from big 'Bok shoes in Rollsta 23 inches This cadillac so y'kno I'm pimpin' Fo' insurance I don't play that, I'm filled with begets Riding through Eastover look that is where I stay at I drive a Bentley and park a Bentley Buyin' rims by the feet 'cuz they short on inches Look I'm on the block nigga, off the top nigga Go and cop nickels - something on the rocks nigga
(Baby and ('Lac) Look I spend my cash, Hoodrich (nigga don't ask) Croc-a-dile interior, the platinum glass 22 inch buttons on that G-wag Got tha mink on tha flo', swine seats lil' daddy I'm the boss of the ghetto in the '98 Caddy It's big pimpin' baby, I'm Weezy Wee daddy Got the green pinky ring, the rock thirty carats I keep it all hood, nigga check my status
[Man talking] Ok, we got the Birdman in the building (the birdman) We got Killa in the building (yeah) We got Young Weezy in the building (Weezy)
[Verse 1: Lil' Wayne] Nigga it's, B-M, J-R, Weezy baby Tryna see him, naw, he need to even eighty (shut yo chips up) And, I ain't speakin G's, I'm talkin M And I'm walkin like a pimp in (piiiiiimp) them all street tims Man shorty got more green than a Boston Gems Green (?) , they don't cost in rims Wayne appear, nigga put a walls in ya ear Let ya know a fuckin boss up in here How much it cost for this here? How much it cost for this year? Cuz Me and Stunna bout to buy it Put yo spoons down, Cash Money off the diet I pass in a ride on triot, that's traze But those who was in the days when the teachers was on that pay I'm raise in the cajun cage, with a bit of amazing grace And prone to move coke at a amazing pace Man my daddy super Dave, let's race it Real not have me, B I'ma win it, I'm a champ
[Chorus: TQ] In the ghetto life, I'm a ghetto boooooy (ghetto booooooy) Livin in the ghetto me, in the ghe-tto streeeeeets (Somebody tell me what's crackin before) I'm a ghetto life, any second dogg I can blow uuuuuup For ghetto me, and you best to be watchin me Ghetto, ghetto, Ghetto Life
[Verse 2: Baby] Aye, aye, holla at me T-Keez, T-Keezy, Birdman, Birdman See I ride in them shake (34's) when I'm pimpin these hoes (beyotch!) It's just that, ([TQ:] Sunshine City!) when I'm smokin that dro When it comes to this ice, real livin his life Get moeny, pimpin hoes, with these ghetto type Nigga check the background, I got O.G. stripe Just a hoodrich nigga flippin birds on a bike Not survive in this world with guns, pahs, and knifes Pour out, a lil' liquor, mami lost her life All my niggas in the penitentiary holdin that life See I'm stunnin for my niggas with this chromed out pipes This swish interry foreign german lifes (beyotch) And I keep this big toolie just protect my ice (holla at me nigga) I act, a damn fool, when I'm full of that white (absolute beyotch) But it's the Birdman daddy with these ghe-tto stripes Ghe-tto hood (Uptown), Ghe-tto pipe (9 Millimeter) Ghe-tto walk (yeah), With my ghe-tto life (Beyotch)
[Chorus: TQ] In the ghetto life, I'm a ghetto boooooy (ghetto booooooy) Livin in the ghetto me, in the ghe-tto streeeeeets I'm a ghetto life, any second dogg I can blow uuuuuup For ghetto me, and you best to be watchin meeeee Ghetto, ghetto, I'm a Ghetto Life
[Verse 3: Cam'Ron] Uh-huh, Diplomats, man listen Ayyo the duck just born, I need seven more leaders C-Five, Fo'-Fum, and a Seven-Fo' fever (what else) Act up though I let the Fo' fever leave ya (leave ya) Dice game, head crack, Six-Fo' fever (fever) When I'm in L.A., I got Six-Fo' fever (fever) Fever for the flava of a six-foot diva (let 'em know) I told the po to feave her, I'm a bouty crook Out to juuust, not a chef (?) know how to cook With the piece stocks, cook up the rocks Seventh Delenix is hot, I done cook up the block Send glocks to ya block, out done cook up yo sspotss That's how coke for that cook up his watch (what else though?) I'm one of those, that will look up to Pac (why?) Cuz when I get pulled over, cook up the cops (damn, follow what) All they say is, look at his drop (what else?) Hand on my liscence, look at his watch (fuck em) But, thug shit dogg, we down with Baby (baby) We come through clownin baby (baby) And if we, surrounded babies, ducktape the kids to the wall Then shoot circle all around the baby, Killa!
[Chorus: TQ] In the ghetto life, I'm a ghetto boooooy (ghetto booooooy) Livin in the ghetto me, in the ghe-tto streeeeeets I'm a ghetto life, any second dogg I can blow uuuuuup For ghetto me, and you best to be watchin meeeee Ghetto, ghetto, In a Ghetto Life
[Man talking] Birdman Fly, to hood near you Then they got 'em cheap (whoo!) (Yeah, ya know, ya know) Get that call out one more time (brrrrrrrr-brrrrrrrrr!) [3x] [beat fades]
Mannie: Girl there he go again and when he stop they spin Jazze: Ain't that them stop and goes? Mannie: Yeah that's them spinnin' rims Jazze: And what them thangs they cost? Mannie: I think they 'bout a house Jazze: Now all you other wheels are played out (They keep spinnin')
[Petey Pablo] Now girl believe me I'm coming as fast as I can Rims spinnin' like "rooaaaww" like I'm a North Carolina man Well I can do the do's on deuce 22's So make a mother fucker bowl move I'm sitting there holding wait a minute
[T.I.] We in Atlanta, pimpin', ballin' Every seven days is ballin' Chevys Seven-four is Escalades on spinnin' blades ? they sho is great Hey Mannie tell these niggaz how to hold these shoes When the car been parked and the rims keep movin' (They keep spinnin')
[Mikkey] Now in Chi-Town Rims picking up every block I drive down And on my lap that Desert weighing 'bout five pounds Now don't be playing cause I'm spraying 'bout five rounds (Gun shots) Get down (They keep spinnin')
[Stone] You see that Lexus coupe? That Benz without the roof? That Cadillac on 25's with skinny tires that's baby blue They on them stop and goes Them girls like "Watch him go" Spinnin' chrome with this Killer Stone Out the Magnolia with a Diablo (They keep spinnin')
[Chorus 2x]
[Mannie Fresh] When I get my money baby Gotta get that big Mercedes Believe me, when you see me Its gone be filled up with ladies This here is serious stuntin' And when them brakes is pumping
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I done caused wreck, gotta catch my breath cause (They keep spinnin')
[Baby] You want this money baby Them there is buttons baby I put that mink on your body you the Bird Lady Bur Berry furs crazy I spent about 80 Birdman and them thangs (They keep spinnin')
[TQ] Mine keep spinnin', dippin' Dabbin', slidin', California ridin' I rock for LA I rock for Compton and Watts And my rims keep spinnin' every time I stop
[Baby] You see my red Lex I mean my read Vette In my red Benz ? flew up in my liter jet I mean my red Beamer ? its with that new (?) Steering wheel in the middle (They keep spinnin')
[Chorus 2x]
[Wolf] In that H-Town heads turning Every corner that I come around Hoping niggaz grin, cause they love the sound Of them big boys swishing Them diamonds I stop and go Sometimes I stop and listen
[Bizzy] Its big pimpin' baby It ain't no sippin' baby I'm in that new thang sitting on them Sprewell Racings So when I stop they flow So nigga watch your hoe I'm at the red light but (They keep spinnin')
[Gilly] Its Gilly nigga This Philly nigga I push way back with the milli trigga My rock are froze - I stop and pose Your bitch all over my stop and goes They keep on spinnin' and them hoes keep on grinnin' But when my car stop my rims (They keep spinnin')
[Mannie Fresh talking] All right everybody look at your watch right now And pay attention to the seconds I'm 'bout to pull up to the red light I'm 'bout to stop And we gone see how long they gone spin (They keep spinnin')
[Drag-On] They stepped up Bronx City You know they gonna get dirty You rap niggas fuck around and get very early Fuckin with that firemen and that birdy birdy Nigga knock it off What you know about the ?? when top cut off Everybody wanna talk about they got guns But them niggas don't pop it off We been shootin, fightin, robbin Niggas have been stabbin We them paralized niggas And left them handicappin Yo want some Cash Money It's gon be a Ruff Ryde We see that star muffin ?? tears on baby's eyes So when you see us comin Nigga get the runnin We treat the hood like the woods We do some nigga huntin Cause ya niggas ain't black or something I let em fly, I dare to God Took ya niggas ?? Hop on the jet on to Red Island Don't forget this is the Dirty Dirty Drag-On and not Birdy Birdy They niggas ?? pussy ?? I burn a whole in your throwback jersey You don't fuck when I shot it Everybody tryna divide us Keep them fake niggas from around us Muthafuckin nigga!
[TQ] I'm a ryder I live life high I'm guaranteed to turn heads When I ride by I'm a ryder I'm so fly My dogs ride by Them hatas wanna cry I'm a ryder I'm bout mine I hustle to the sun come up And don't mind I'm a ryder Smoke the good dro Carry the 4 4's ?? my door I'm a ryder
[Baby] I say this pimpin is natural Cadillac is fabulous Boy, I never ride natural Boy, I never ride ?? ?Keith? say gangsta Lexus with the new tankers It's me and Drag Hit lick for a 100 stacks New whips, they all new Cadillaccers Fish, french fries Brand new Benz with them wires getting ?tied? No ends I hustle till I reach the sky With no friends I learned that in '99 Walk, talk, and I talk like I walk Out of line meet that white ?shark? Biatch! Fully equiped It's the Birdman nigga Tryna hustle on some big chips Bricks, stash Birdman nigga tryna come up on alotta cash Biatch!
[TQ] I'm a ryder I live life high I'm guaranteed to turn heads When I ride by I'm a ryder I'm so fly My dogs ride by Them hatas wanna cry I'm a ryder I'm bout mine I hustle to the sun come up And don't mind I'm a ryder Smoke the good dro Carry the 4 4's ?? my door I'm a ryder
[Drag-On] What ya niggas just say To every word I say Niggas left me flipted But I came back anyway I've been gone for 3 years But I'm gon always be here I don't need ya niggas I'ma treat ya niggas Fuck ya with ya niggas Don't hear me And ya niggas don't feel me Niggas let me know Cause motherfucker like when I blow I don't want ya niggas near me I can spit flows faster faster then slow the shit down ?? on ya'll but nothing like whoa Who's the shit now See the difference between me and ya'll Is that my album's hot and your album's not I done been gettin movie deals I done been gettin paid like Vinzel I done been by ?? And five double o's And 1 2's spinning like a windmill Do your body ?? Uh uh, ?? sell 10 mills Lil rich son of a bastard Is ?? get killed When I'm sitting on a house on the hills Stuck with this god damn e pills Me and Baby, that's my nigga and TQ, I see ya And I'm Drag to the ?Dash on? Nigga I'ma always be a
[TQ] I'm a ryder I live life high I'm guaranteed to turn heads When I ride by I'm a ryder I'm so fly My dogs ride by Them hatas wanna cry I'm a ryder I'm bout mine I hustle to the sun come up And don't mind I'm a ryder Smoke the good dro Carry the 4 4's ?? my door I'm a ryder I'm a ryder I'm a ryder I'm a ryder I'm a ryder
Huh... here i go y'all ok what is in () is what is being said in tha back ground... Some of the words i don't know and if you do please tell me Let's get down [Baby:] Birdman! (lady's and gentlemen) mm-huh! Jazzy Fizzle product-shizzle my nizzle. oh boy! wit lil bow wizzle (bow wizzle) Ay...ay, I see you wit shorty huh. Take her to tha mall pimp! (ah-huh)
[Bow Wow:] Okay!
[Baby:] show me how lil man roll! (ooowwee!)
[Bow Wow:] I know this chick named Nichole They call her boochie didn't wanna shop nowhere but Gucci (but gucci) And Burberry and Proda was her style (ok) I'm tryin to tell yall that shorty could get down (uh-wow) Conversations Amazing In my 4, shorty's in heavy rotation (4-sho) Thinkin to myself like, this is the one Broke her down, told shorty how to do this hun! (4-sho) Neva gave her tha cold shoulda' if she's in the benz, I let her take ova' the Rova (vrrm-Vrrm!) Then it's off to the movies, tell her i'm like austin, Let's get Groovyyyy! From tha movies to tha crib Git her (?) for ya heard that's what I did, And! (ok) I'll find me another one more interesting, more fun Tha man has just begun!
[Chorus] [BOW:] It's really, really nice to meet cha' ma (what's hap'nin) I'm really,really diggin yo style (yo style) Say you wanna go chill wit a balla huh (bow weezy Baby!) Let's get Down!
[Girl:] it's really, really nice to meet ya boy ya know i'm really feelin yo style ya know i wanna chill with a balla so Lets get down!
[Baby:] Ay! I see what cha doin' lil bow wow (uh-huh) Ya had a date. Ya did that. Now I want you to go world wide with it. East coast, westcoast, mid-west, and down bound.
[Bow Wow:] I know this girl named Cindi (ok) loves to rock Fendi (wow) when she leaves the mall the stores is all empty Eastcoast, Newyork, my up town chic (wow) I see her when i cruiz the park and 106 (holla) Next...Her name is Ra'nette (ghetto chic) she lives on the west side i hit the L.A.X (ok) I'm so impressed by the way that she dress (she got gear) She walks like a model, the girl is so fresh (so fresh) I got a few of them, here's what I do to them (what chu' do?) take 'um out, try to teach somethin new to them (hah-ok) It's no thang, when you heavy in the game I got anotha' one who loves th mid-west swang! (st, loi-e) She's from the show-men state So i showed her my 'b' and my quater to eight, hey! (do yo thang) I know you cought on late but that's 7:45 Now shorty,now let's ride Hop in the wip!
[Chorus]
[Baby:] Ay! now i'm about to test ya' p's lil bow wow. (uh-huh) See lil one ova' there. She bout 25, and she been lookin at cha'. Pull ova' there in ya ride on 22's and bust her out!
[Bow Wow:] I know this girl named keisha she's no groupi be far from the stars 22's made her choose me. like oowwee! tellin' all her friends in the benz 'he don't really look 16 do he?' 112, youngest thing on tha scene couldn't believe when i seen how she sqeezed in them jeans looks like a tight situation make a young man make flight reservations just step, no intimidations i'm bow wow boo accept no imitations should have seen tha looks on they faces the Ice plus light, makes for good converation you tellin me it's a felony, to yell at me I blew her mind she was dazed momentarily but luckily she stayed for some theropy I stay pimpin heavily my game spittin therolly (ha ha ha)
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Sha-ty (shorty) ya lookin fly boy. sertified. Ya went platnum. Round tha world coast to coast. Ya good wit me. ya get a stunna Certification. R.R.A.A. ya good playa. lil bow weezy. it's yo turn shine baby (shine baby boy) do you lil daddy. (do U) Bow weezy baby!...... Live it up bird call baby! Sha-ty (shorty) 5ft pimpin' boy. ya good wit me lil one. let's roll!
[Pharrell] & (Pusha T in sing-song voice) Yo... I go by the name... (I'm yo' pusha) of Pharrell from the Neptunes... And I just wanna let y'all know... (I'm yo' pusha) The world is about to feel... Something... (I'm yo' pusha), that they've never felt before C'mon
(Pusha T) From ghetto to ghetto, to backyard to yard I sell it whip on whip, it's off the hard I'm the...neighborhood pusha Call me subwoofer, 'cause I pump "base" like that, Jack On or off the track, I'm heavy cuz Ball 'til you fall cause you could duck to the fetti govs Sorry my love, what I'm seeing through these eyes Benz convoys with the wagon on the side Only big boys keep deuces on the ride Gucci Chuck Taylor with the dragon on the side Man, I make a buck, why scram? I'm trying to show y'all who the fuck I am The jewels is flirting me, damned if I'm hurting Legend in two games like I'm Pee Wee Kirkland Platinum on the block with consistent hits While Pharrell keep talking this music shit
(Malice overlapping last line of Chorus) Patty cake, patty cake, I'm the baker's man I bake them cakes as fast as I can And you can tell by how my bread stack up And disguised in this rap so the feds back up Watch it, like my whip, like my chick, topless Doing a buck-six with me in the cockpit Grindin' cousin, I got hoes for a dozen Even eleven-5, if I see ya keep it comin' And my weight, that's just as heavy as my name So much dough, I can't swear I won't change Excuse me if my wealth got me full of myself Cocky, something that I just can't help 'Specially when them 20's is spinning like windmills And the ice 32 below minus the wind chill Filthy, the word that best defines me I'm just grinding man, y'all nevermind me
[Hook: The Clipse in sing-song voice and (Pharrell)] Grin-din', when you know what I keep in a lining (Whooof...) Niggas better stay in line, when (Whooof...) When you see a nigga like me shinin' (Grin-ding!) Grin-din', when you know what I keep in a lining (Whooof...) Niggas better stay in line, when (Whooof...) When you see a nigga like me shinin' (Grin-ding!)
(Malice) My grind's 'bout family, never been about fame From days I wasn't "Abel/able", there was always "Cain/caine" Four and a half will get you in the game Anything less is just a goddamn shame Guess the weight, my watch got blue chips in the face Glock with two tips, whoever gets in the way Not to mention the hideaway that rests by the lake Consider my raw demeanor the icing on the cake I'm Grinding (Pusha T overlapping Malice's last line) I move 'caine like a criple Balance weight through the hood Kids call me Mr. Sniffles Other hand on my nickel-- Plated whistle, one eye closed I'll hit you As if I was Slick Rick my aim is still an issue Lose your soul in... whichever palm I'm holdin' One'll leave you frozen, the other, noddin' and dozin' I'm grindin' Jack
[Hook: The Clipse in sing-song voice and (Pharrell)] Grin-din', when you know what I keep in a lining Niggas better stay in line, when When you see a nigga like me shinin' (Grin-ding!) Grin-din', when you know what I keep in a lining Niggas better stay in line, when When you see a nigga like me shinin' (Grin-ding!)
