[noreaga - verse 1]   Ay yo, we was chillin, on the low   Yo in vegas, this was at the magic show   Had my pnb clothes and my west coast hoes   Get me at the airport, I'm at the mgm   Smoke swisher sweets and zigs and zags   Drinkin brandy straight, out a tall ass glass   They call em maurice's, I'm wit e-40   Mack-10 yo and that nigga w.c.   Yo in the lobby of the hotel, it's off the hook   They got no more rooms cause the shit all booked   But last night I'm wit wesley snipes   Gettin drunk in cheetah's just feelin aiight   I had to bounce early though, gotta catch a flight   Told swizz beatz give a pound to him and his peeps   I had to bounce in the limo, get somthin to eat   Ay yo, I'm bouncin in the limo gettin somthin to eat   It go...      [kelis - chorus]   Cocaine business controls america   Illegal business causin hysteria (4x)      [noreaga - verse 2]   On my way to the airport, the limo drive   And then this cat pulled up in a pure white five   He said he hate me and he wished that I'd die   I rolled the window down and I said what's up   I said fuck you, then I rolled the shit back up   I paid it no mind, just drove off tough   And then the driver said to me, yo they followin us   Now I'm a little scared   But I'm still prepared   I'm like one deep wit one gat, nigga I'm here   Then I thought to my self, yo I'm near laguardia   Let me cut through the hood and have my niggas just body it up   Have my niggas on the block playin the cut   Call em up, when you see the white five fire it up   At this point I'm poppin shit, knowin I got it   "come on motherfucker!!!", out the sunroof I yelled   Hopin these niggas still follow me and still don't bail   It go...      [chorus]      [pharrell & (noreaga)]   Ohh(what, wha-what, what) ahh   Ohh, that shit is gangsta, ahh   Ohh(what,wha-what, what) ahh   Ohh, that shit is gangsta, ahh      [noreaga - verse 3]   My niggas was on the block like I planned   They hit the passenger side up and killed his man   I hopped out the limo and just spinned around   Hit the ground, my niggas tried to hit the clown   I said chill, he say he wanna see me die   So let me hit the nigga up, blow him kiss good-bye   Adios!   Now I just gotta be ghost   I gave my niggas a pound, and then I just hand em the toast   The limo driver got scared and tried to bounce on me   And yo besides the heat, I had an ounce on me   Bullet proof vest feelin like an couch on me   I called the hood cab, oh-5, came real fast   I had to bounce real quick, get up off da ave.   And yo motherfucker that's what I did   Ay yo, I still hit the airport and caught the flight kid   To all the haters, it don't even matter cause we still got doe      [chorus til fade]