Geah (hey)

Hey

C.M.W in the house (rock on)

Hubtouchablez in the house (rock on)

Geah (hey)

Half Ounce in the house, hey

(Geah, c'mon, geah)



I dips around, sips around 2 o'clock

The hammer's backjacked, cocked on the glock

Westward bound, stay down

To the fools that's gon' bow

How you like us now?

Steady living by the trigger

I toss on nigga

Nuthin' on my ass but Tommy Hilfiger

Droppin' chronic by the pound

Who's teachin' classes?

Bitches blowin all day with their naked-asses

Checks my spot, better yet, checks my knot

Jack to Jill, round the hill, I get the scrill'

Better pay me

I need the money, so I'm goin' crazy

Can I still kill it? You bet!

Words float from the tongue to get your panties wet

So hop yo' ass in the back seat, let's roof

And stick your big ass out the sunroof



(chorus)



Hubtouchablez as we dips around

As we tips through your town straight puttin' it down

We them killin' muthafuckas with no regrets

Geah, hey



I puts it down 'funky enough' like The D.O.C.

Maybe you can't see, blind like Stevie

That's sick, you blind and you just can't see

You need to wear sun-glasses like D.M.C.

Cruise around in S.5. classes

Sippin' on D.P. in tall glasses

Bullet proof vest protects the chest, cause it ain't wettin'

Call me Big Daddy Kane, ain't no half steppin'

'Who's got the props? Who's got the props?'

The Hubtouchablez is in the house, it don't stop

Get moves for that ass

Come smooth on that ass

But the girls be shaking that ass for the cash







Got 'em hangin' loosely

Just introduced me

Now you t