Yeah, yeah   A town is on the gear   A town, A town, A town, yeah   Y'all know how we do around this time   Youngbloodz, Lil' Jon, yeah      I tote that thing, nah' mean?   Hat lean, clothes smell like green   That's a white tee and white rims   I bought bread, a real G get gees      Back to the streets, back with Lil' Jon   Back for the A back, reppin' for the stars   Put yo' hood up, show a nigga where your from   And if they hate that, then get the job done      What we buyin'? Big rims   Choppin' hard, like Bim   What we drank? That Patron   Keep the bottle poppin' all night long      What we smoke? That gush   Presidential shit George Bush   How we do it? Like this   Get crunk, b-b-bent      Sixteen, I'ma give it to you raw   Take it to your ass, slap you clean 'cross the jaw   Where they at? We want some   See I don't think y'all really want none      Sealed back with a whole new clip   With a bad ass chick on some brand new shit   Now put em' up, to the sky   We get fucked, get drunk, get high      Shake em' off, you know what to do   Take it to the floor, call out your whole crew   Like what? Knuck if you buck   See we still don't give a damn and I never gave a fuck      You see I'm big timin', wrists stay blindin'   Before I found freaks and my pinky ring shinin'   I stay grindin' and true to the streets   If you ever need to fight then you know where we can meet      What we buyin'? Big rims   Choppin' hard, like Bim   What we drank? That Patron   Keep the bottle poppin' all night long      What we smoke? That gush   Presidential shit George Bush   How we do it? Like this   Get crunk, b-b-bent      I'd be the big bang and drank drank   That's why I got a purple Sprite and y'all ain't   I ride big rims, 17 inches tall   So when you step down baby girl don't fall      Y'all niggas know the name, they call me Sean Paul   And I ain't got no flaws except breaking the law   Niggas call me dope 'cause I'm hard and I'm raw   Can't call me that thing, one hit'll make you cough      And it's always beside me, watch got diamonds   I ain't part timin', I'm full-time grindin'   The nigga wasn't shinin' now a nigga blindin'   Them niggas with the dimes and wish that I be ridin'      And I don't pull 'em out until the trunk beat   And you can see it movin', sittin' in the backseat   They wild on the east, they live in the streets   So I'm a keep my peace sittin' on the front seat      What we buyin'? Big rims   Choppin' hard, like Bim   What we drank? That Patron   Keep the bottle poppin' all night long      What we smoke? That gush   Presidential shit George Bush   How we do it? Like this   Get crunk, b-b-bent      Lil' John he dropped the beat   Lil' John he dropped the beat   Lil' John he dropped the beat   And make it bounce it like rubber   John crunk as can be