[Intro - Kardinal Offishall]

OH! ah yagga yo! Yeah!!

Damani! Clipse! Kardinal Offishall!

Clinton Sparks where you at?! Remix!!



[Chorus - Clinton Sparks]

A dude like me got money to burn

Wit a B like me you better wait your turn

Go get your ho, don't ask for mine

And just move your ass to back of the line

Move your ass to back of the line (BO!!)

Move your ass to back of the line (BO!!)

Move your ass to back of the line (BO!!)

Just move your ass to the back of the line (BO!!)



[Verse - Kardinal Offishall]

Yo! Clipse, Damani and - Mr. Kardi

Come to flip the remix to rock rock the party and

We keeps it Offishall now

2004 sound, still a G for a pound

As you inhale the contraband

We stay VIP without the wrist bands!

Damani going goal wit out the Cris man

Mr. Kardinal, wack niggaz eat a dick man



[Verse - Pusha T]

Cali for the weekend, sinking low

In a 6-4 Impala wit the insides stinking

Reeking of dro, hazards blinking

Sunset stroll and got them Valley hoes winking

So little time, so much to do

Bar Fly stays open till a little past two

Bouncer at the door must have a lot to prove

Cause that Bar Fly line stretch into the Viper Room

I breathe that, switch my strut

I'm inside now cocky as fuck, how would you be?

Wit the hottest album of the year

And these Ashton Cuts in your ears, try to relate young'n

She caught my attention, she hintin to the floor

We grind a bit now we inchin, to the door

Trying not to fall, you know what happens after last call!



[Chorus]



[Verse - Damani]

Jump out the West Coast just ask Snoop and Dre?

Move those ropes, move that list

Move lil bouncer man, I came to spit Cris

I'm so Inglewood wit it, the way I