body Out of it's shell So drop by name with the doorman His name is Montell And he'll make sure you're treated well x 2 Chorus x 7 Dance the night
boys in the club smokin' on hay Smoke the [Incomprehensible] weed, Cali and the Bay Real live niggaz, put y'all hands up Wanna get tossed, drink that liquor Who's
club everybody hit the fuckin' floor Lucky motherfuckers make it to the door 'Cause when I spit on mic's I spit raw Which cause confusion from the bar to the dance
E's, Off the beat's the crowd overpleased, Where my nigga's at smoking them tree's, Off the cognac, finger fucking the ski's, That's how it is when you
Shorty with the thong and the chain's about to get nutty From my song my hands, I ain't tryin be ya buddy Let a player cut somethin *scratching* Now it's
dear Get on, me and my homies is indivisible And don't floss money, it looks better when it's invisible We get props from Wall Street to y'all street
echo Tone's in the dub with, momo and poke-o Tone be like Kujo, I be like Cecil Fists rockin' like 'Adrian' We come through like 'Superfriends' Tick-tock, tick-tock, it's
teeth shinin, diamonds almost blinded her And just like Brandy, I wanna be down with ya Say it's all good, jumped in the Lexus Mobile phone ringin, it's
Ooh! We have returned Yeah, show you how to flow again (Show you how to flow again) It's the rap rule again yo, yo Street, Meth, we ride like AC and
crunk Shorty with the thong and the chain's about to get nutty From my song my hands, I ain't tryna be ya buddy Let a player cut somethin' Now it's on
painted flavored cars You are a prisoner behind these eight bars [Chorus x2] [Verse 3: Bun B] Ok It's big Bun-Beater baby Southern OG I'm Pimp C's brother
boys in the club smokin on hay Smoke the choker weed, Cali and the Bay Real live niggaz - put y'all hands up Wanna get tossed - drink that liquor Who's
matchin jacket, 'bout to cop me a mansion My niggaz in the club, but you know they not dancin We gangsta, and gangstas don't dance with boogies So
with the thong and the chain's about to get nutty From my song my hands, I ain't tryna be ya buddy Let a player cut somethin *scratching* Now it's on
... [Verse 1: The Game] The duffle bags and Benjis spreaded through the city The Lambo's and Bentley's sittin on 20s Thinkin back, when I had the fall
Get on, me and my homies is indivisible And don't floss money, looks better when it's invisible (yes) We get props from Wall Street to y'all street If