[andre rison]   Hey rison, runnin' with fox   You shoulda seen they faces   Straight packin' the kc from green bay   Back to j' with the mami from bk   Hot tubs and yacht clubs is how we play   Even on the field it's allowed to fear   Just call me mike tys' 'cause I got your ear   I'm hot, the shit, so it's real, feel the fire   So yo, show me the money, type gerry mcguire   Me and mrs. brown the way it has to be   Is there heaven for a balla'? ask master p   It's a season for changes, reason for dangers   Nintendo 64's and four point six ranges   Triple beams away I cripple teams for pay   Me say it's for the sign on the cartier   It's matching cars and super bowl rings   'cause real playa's do real things      [foxy]   Real nigga's do real things   Nana got her eyes on you   See that's how I plays   Kinda feeling baby boy since his green bay days   Huh? believe that, ain't no deceiving that   Definitely tryin' to see that   Can you put it down right? lemme wide-receive that   Uh-huh? lemme flash that mac, it's phat   In fact, we can make it happen with my double platinum   Stay stashin' in the twin five matchin'   Please, stay they yappin'   See me rock to nuthin' but the platinum rings, stylin' things   Get up in your stacks and take a little (*edited*)   Good taste (*edited*) make you shake   They see me knock your skirts in, I'm 'bout it   See them flames all around my name?    Ill nana? definitely do her thing, feel the fire   Keep me flyer than the average with no marriage   Lay my thing down and control y'all little (*edited*)   Stack it up, hear you having chicks tattered up playin'   Switched on a (*edited*) from the falcons to the chiefs   No way (*edited*) I holds it (*edited*)   Old soul, no effect, break me off, snatch yo man   Dead go plans, make ya (*edited*) feel (*edited)   Rich stay flooded? na, you the illest      1 - [both]   Is you wit it wit it?    Yeah, I'm wit it wit it   But should I hit it hit it?    Nah, can not get it get it      Is you wit it wit it?    Yeah, I'm wit it wit it   But can I hit it hit it?    Nah, can not get it get it      Yo, is you wit it wit it?    Yeah, I'm wit it wit it   Then let me hit it hit it?    Nah, can not get it get it      Is you wit it wit it?    Yeah, I'm wit it wit it   So let me hit it hit it?    Only if I get it get it      [andre]   Dream team '99, the receiver   Who'd a thought we'd make it hot like a fever   All my dogs and cats the guard mine   And I touch (*edited*) on the fifty yard line   Balla's recognize y'all know that dre flow   Be like bill clinton with the presidential role   You won't catch me without a dime   And so whatchu want, cristal, dom p, or mo'   You call the play, we could do it on the creep   Don't let me find out that your girl's a freak   She can come see me if the dough is right   And front the eighty inch on a monday night   In the back of the benz, six coupe, drop top   All up in her (*edited*) 'cause the chiefs don't stop   Y'all cats ain't know it's all 'bout the game   Burn the house down 'cause the mic's in flames      Burn it down   Make it hot   Burn it down   Make it hot   Burn it down   Make it hot   Burn it down   Make it hot      Repeat 1 until fade