feat. Mr. Lil One

[Mr. Lil One (Talkin)]

Yeah it's mothafuckin Lil One

Back in here

With my dawg Shadow

Representin Beyond Entertainment

In the house

Makin all these phat ass tracks

For the bitches

For the hoes

And the nickel bags

Peep it out

Hey dawg tell em what time it is

Homie



[Mr. Shadow]

To all my people in them Lo-Lo Chevolets

Hittin corners rollin on them chrome daytonas

Flags on the back representin to the fullest

High lids poppin girls are jockin

After cruisin we can do this

Mobbin to the grill and parly all night

To the next day drinkin Allezay or Presidente

Swiggin Thinkin Slowly Blinkin

Starin at the bottle that we've been drinkin

Sinkin like a ship but still I ain't gon quit

And if you wanna bring the drama

You better be packin an extra clip

Don't slip cause if you fall

You won't get up at all

I rode with those fools

That'll make your lives forever stall

The darkest of them all

Packin clothes like county jail

Droppin bars like up in prison

When you're posted up in that cell

Shadow's bringin hits

Makin hoochies move their hips

Triple 6 - 1 - Triple 9

Buildin clout and stackin chips

Pow



[Chorus: Mr. Lil One]

We can make you dance

If you want us to [And you know this]

We can take yo bitch

If you want that to [Dumb ass]

[2x]



[Mr. Lil One]

I got a back full of latex

Gotta have the safe sex

Never mind a nickel bag

Fiendin for my pay check

Let's begin

Words up in the wind

It's Lil One and Shad







Comin through I fin to brag

Brag about the sickness

Bitches wanna hit this

We the Mistahs

Dress