You ain't gotta be my man at all, long as you just bring me your Make money, take money! Why you trickin on them other hoes? Why you trickin' on them other hoes? Let's be friends Let's be friends (where my niggas at, where my bitches at?) Where my people

Let's go, bring it on If you don't, it's going down Oh, oh, oh, make the trade Oh, oh, oh, or walk the plank Bring it on, it's going down Let's go, pound for pound We're prepared to stand our ground Put your swords up, put 'em up It's going down

I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain Let's go inside my astral plane (no more pain) Hey DeVante Nigga, don'tcha know we're gonna sow up every bitch in the country Me and you, up in the same motherfuckin' room On the same level This shit here