Give it everything you got got Baby, just like that Go on and give it everything you got got No use holdin' back Go ahead and get in the act You ain't in 'till you tried it Put your whole body inside it Whether you feel it or not I said, here's your chance

Even if you don't like me, Got girls wanna be wifey, Is it the chrome up on my wheels, or that bass bin up in my trunk I bet you fall in love with my ride (my ride) my ride Cause they fell in love with my ride (my ride) my ride, ehh I bet you fall in

Fuck these backpackers Runnin' this thang, money insane Busy getting brain like Krang What, what's my name in the woods got got these niggas usin' Mapquest Alright it's Childish baby, Mr. Talk About His Dick Again Nerdy ass black kid, whatever man, I'm sick

You just a .. (hoe) Dirty-ass .. (hoe) I'm yo' pimp, you my bitch I gotta tell you motherfuckers the truth This is straight G shit And all you can do is respect it

Straight gassed, got the whole place hype Touchdown and the crowd get's hyped Every time I'm around there's a hype I'm a bad boy and I do what I like (Top of the roster) Real deal, you can see it in my posture I feel like Leo with a Oscar The price just

And I've got got a show to play In Birmingham tonight I got a cigarette I guess, I am tonight I got a glass of wine I should be feeling fine I ain't feeling nothing yet She's leading the second line Feel like I'm in front of it

Move bitch, a nigga need a little space Ayy, damn this beat got got bass I been on the fo' block, I been on the A Gun upon my waist like I'm tryna catch a case Stank look on my face, that's too much drugs and drank What you think I do? I buy more drugs and

Get my Maybach washed at the studio I'm passing out xans to the groupie hoes I got five on a Lamb' like Coolio Multi-million, now I'm hanging with the shooters tho Yeah, bust downs, got a few of those Yeah, bitch stop calling my phone up, I'm in the

Come on, shake it, baby Come on, grab a drink, I wanna see you hit the flo' You've got got a fat ass, but you shake it like you ain't a ho 'Cause there's no other place that I'd rather be than Los Angeles There's no other place that I'd rather be than Los

Tequila, great big buzz in a little bitty glass One shot, two shot, three, Tequila floor Cowboy bouncers 'bout to bowl me out the door Jose got got me stumblin', mumblin' like a fool That worms got got a kick like a Tennessee mule Wake up in the mornin', hurtin'