Watching the threads in your dazzy dukes Hawking you Watching you move in your baka suit Your body too You'll go get it, therefore you 'bout it boo 5
a call Get his money and ball, whatever Cats don't mess with y'all, 'cause y'all are dummies Cats fuck with me 'cause I tell, "Let's get money? Get it, get
B POPPED (DAMN), THEN ME ROCKED (WHAT?) Yeah, but we shooting back I'm pulling out the 4-5th If I ain't get 'em yet, believe they name is on the short
'em you can get it when you want to You don't have to eat 'em, just dick 'em down right Never speak on another playa she don't like Get a flagour for
G-string you got on, boy you know your wrong Bring your girls to 15 0 5, I can't talk long Hay yo' Snoop, these bitches gon' fuck tonight Grab the rubbers
to eat, shit I bought you somethin too, WHAT'S MINE IS YOURS! BUT NOW?! You'd rather bring me down and see me fall Walkin' wit my head down straight dependin
Compton Geah Where we from? All day... The weeest side... All day Nigga We from the west side (1-5-9) All the time I gots to get mine so i'ma take
to give Ain't no time for playing games, get down like you live We might spend a little ends tonight, so get it cracking (geah) No time for masquerades, boom bam pull down
of smoke, it's going down Bump until your amps blow, It's going down 'Cuz you know it's going down for sure Tonight it goes down Ride with your folks
the 9-5 All about they scrilla doin' niggas in on the side Bellin' through yo hood buckin' fools down Gettin' caught, slippin' with they mutherfuckin' pants down
house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say What you say, huh? (We do this like everyday) Did ya get
Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say What you say, huh? (we do this like everyday) [Rappin' 4-Tay] Did ya get the dank, did ya get
tonight it s going to be about four tunes And the first tune, here it goes 1, 2, 3 [Chiddy Bang-Verse 1] Now When them fights go down Them lights go down
thang yeah girl this is us tonight take her back to the crib we gon crush tonight right? ray j chorus: oh baby, dont u rush, dont u crush we gotta just take
say, someday we will be together You know you made me have this funny feelings, I guess I just love me a thug You know how to push me down and take
Chicka-pow! Don't shoot me down Oh no! How low can you go Driving fast to get to work Queen is there just being a jerk Running her mouth a million miles
My loves the bomb Girl you gotta put me on tonight Mmmmm Look I gotta get this money girl, You know I gotta get this stolen, cause I can't take us
