作曲 : Butler, Freeman, Johnson ...
Uhh Hold up 
Comin' down 
Hold up Mm 
Smoke somethin' [Verse 1: Pimp C] 
Lately he been flippin' and, stayin' on the grind 
Tellin' you that you fine, but he ain't spendin' no time 
I be pourin' wine, tryin' to, knock out your spine 
Make you mine, from behind, to some slowed down "Bump n' Grind" 
His thang like a dirty 
Sweet, from off the street 
My thang like a 
O' of indo, from 
Sacremento 
Lately y'all been monkeyin', he, call you a ********** 
Keep me all up in yo' **********t, tryina dig you a new ditch 
Now I admit, that he rich, and that his money is good 
Got my **********ed sucked in his '
Six, I'm ******' on leather and wood 
I'm just a yougin' from the hood, with some ********** if ya good 
With him, you know that you shouldn't 
With me, you know that you should 
Go ********** thug, like a glove when 
I push and 
I shove Knock a dime out the climb, cause 
I ain't makin' love 
See yo' man the type of guy, to get jealous and hit'cha 
But me, I lick ya where he don't, and suck real hard on yo' nipple 
My game is sharp as a cicle, she love my pickle 
And if you gave her a dime, ****** she gave me a nickle 
So while you thinkin', she done jet, she got my ********** on her mind 
Keep on neglectin' yo' gal, young 
Pimp C be spendin' yo' time 
Time [Hook: girl singing] 
It's, liike 
Sooome-thing's goin' wrong 
Something's goin' wrong 
Guess, we've 
Been apart, too long 
Beeeen, aaa-paart [Verse 2: Bun B] 
Well naturally, 
I have to be, dead serious, maybe not 
Let me tell a tale about this broad that thought she played me out 
Yes, I was impressed, by the sex in her ass 
W-U-I-S her, 
Versacci, down like 
Fran, dress her, bless her heart 
She was a sweet-tart, but'cha never understood her point in our duo 
Talkin' smart with' all that "you know", comin' with' he-say, she-say 
From what she heard at the club, bout some chick that 
I had played on 
Well **********, you should have stayed home 
She mad cause 
I done told her girl off, but the ********** was wrong, and you 
You gon' let these messy ho's ****** yo' world off 
I tried to love her man, but see love is one thang, and dumb is anotha 
Brotha, I'd be dumb to let her run thangs 
I should've passed, but 
I was gassed, super-unleaded 
And her nappy-headed ass gon' regret it, remember 
I said it 
Cause I'm, in a sublime, new state and frame of mind 
Cause it'd be a crime, for me to waste my time 
My time [Hook:] 
It's, liike 
Sooome-thing's goin' wrong 
Something's goooooin' wrong 
Guess, we've 
Been apart, too long 
Beeeen, aaa-paart [Verse 3: Twista] 
Did you ever think about who's ass ya girl's was 
Before the booty had became yours? 
If a ******'s sane flows, you know everythang goes 
******' in it til' it's colorful as rainbows 
Sportin' furry 
Kango's, she can't go, rockin' paid shows 
Paper hard to fold, plus 
I roll slick, keep talkin' **********t 
If you don't like me, it's most like-ly, cause 
I done holla'd at yo ********** 
Why she so thick? 
Tellin' lies and ya said to be believin' 'em 
But I make her feel like "Uh-huh", can you do it? "Uh-huh" 
But when I scoup her up, she know that 
I'm the one to make a slut-cum 
Gotta man, he a lame anyway, mother-****** that stuff 
Mad cause 
I snuck that love, baby don't bust that slug 
So go on head roll up that bud, so we can ****** 
So wassup? 
Now we in the 
Suburb', submerged, watch a movie 
Or bumpin' 
U-G, K **********t, scoop a ********** or hit the booty 
How the man, yea 
I knew g, but she don't usually, say **********t 
Cause the ********** make a mother******a wanna ball up and cry 
Chicka-pow-pow, 
I love them thighs when 
I'm rollin' aside 
I ain't gon' up and die, like the guy that we got high 
Take away more than two hits, two blows 
She heard my new **********t, it was new clothes 
New golds, carefully 
Herringbones, and cell-phones 
But her friend home, now 
I'm freakin' two ho's 
If ya girl be with' me, somethin' nifty, she prob'ly wanna lick me 
I'm the Twista, 
I flame a ho pissy drunk and drippy 
Damn skippy, gamin' it from a shot of 
Mississippi, now pimp on [Hook: to fade] 
It's, liike 
Sooome-thing's goin' wrong 
Something's goooooin' wrong 
Guess, we've 
Been apart, too long