| Uh.. uh uh uh uh | |
| Uh.. wait a minute now | |
| Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh! | |
| Uh, uh.. | |
| Can you hear me out there? | |
| Lunatics.. is y'all ready? | |
| Let me hear ya | |
| Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh! | |
| I'ma sucka for corn rows and manicured toes (hey) | |
| Fendi capri pants and Parasuco's (alright) | |
| High sadity in the city, with one or two throws | |
| I'm droppin 'em outta high school straight into the pros | |
| Who knows? I know! | |
| And I love it when you make your knees touch your elbows | |
| And break it down low to the flo', and there you go | |
| Now throw it on me slow | |
| And everytime I + Busta Rhyme +, baby "Gimme Some Mo'" | |
| You say you like that, when I hit it from behind | |
| And I'll be right back; yeah that's my very next line | |
| I use it - time after time, when I'm speakin my mind | |
| It's no matter if I'm shootin game to a pigeon or dime | |
| I ask her, "Who dat is, talkin that shit about the 'tics?" | |
| Somebody probably jealous cause they bitch got hit | |
| But ain't nobody else droppin shit like this | |
| Should we apologize? Nan fuck 'em, just leave 'em pissed, HEY! | |
| Andele andele mami, E.I. E.I. | |
| Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh! What's poppin tonight | |
| Andele andele mami, E.I. E.I. | |
| Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh! If the head right, Nelly there ery'night | |
| We can gamble to the break of dawn, nigga | |
| Money long, nigga | |
| Pass up the skirt to talk to the thong, nigga | |
| Some say I'm wrong, but fuck it I'm grown, nigga | |
| If you ain't bout money then best be gone, nigga | |
| I'm fast (uh) double takes when you walk past me | |
| Nasty, don't be scared boo, go 'head and ask me | |
| I drive fastly, call me Jeff Gord-on | |
| In the black SS with the naviga-tion | |
| See the joint blaz-on, somethin smells amaz-on | |
| I got a chick rollin up, half black and asi-an | |
| Another one pag-in, tellin me to come home | |
| Her husband on vacation and left her home alone | |
| I used the V-12, powers; weight loss, powers | |
| From + Phat Farm + to + Iceberg Slim + in one shower | |
| Get a room in Trump Towers just to hit the P hours | |
| Kicked the bitch up out the room cause she used the word ours, HEY! | |
| Aiyyo I smash-mouth a whole ounce, of that sticky | |
| Wash my hands under a gold spout, when feelin icky | |
| Let go off in a ho's mouth, I ain't picky | |
| Start frontin when the shows out - whatchu mean?! | |
| Twenty inches when they roll ouuuuuuut - come and get me | |
| Big faces when they fold ouuuuuuut - is you wit me? | |
| Don't make me pull that fo'-fo' ouuuuuuut | |
| I keep it closer when the dough ouuuuuuut | |
| Then I slide up in the Escalade | |
| Me and E gettin solid like the Ice Capades | |
| And me and Heezy - frosty, project mo' wrapped up than Bugsy | |
| You understand me, wrapped wrists like mummies | |
| If you compare me to your local grocery | |
| Then you'll see I got more carrots/karats than "Aisle D" | |
| More bread than "Aisle G", then bag and scan me | |
| + Sure + like + Al B. +, meet the 'tics in Maui, HEY! | |
| St. Louis y'all, uh, uh | |
| Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh! | |
| Uh, can you feel that? | |
| Lunatics y'all, uh, uh | |
| Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh! | |
| Uh, uh, Uncle Phil up above y'all, uh, uh | |
| Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh! | |
| Yell it universal y'all, uh, uh | |
| Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh! | |
| Uh, uh, chillin chillin chillin with the crew y'all |
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