Featuring Cam       You don't really wanna really really    FunkDoobie for the nine seven shot    That's right    We got Cam on the mothership    Wicky wicky wicky riding that cosmic funk    It's all about that money man    Hey Doobie where you at?       [SonDoobie]    Hey yo what's that sound    Who freaks the funk while Son grabs the pound    I don't count my loot chee Doobie gots the cool breeze    Box of jewelry no hope is what your crew say    Blast mecha-uzi, blue eyes go rubies    ?, off on my lonely    Doobie is to blame, so I'll be the sickest    Million red-eye, first-class plane, igging       If you ain't on it, well act on it    And my niggas celebrating, drink on it    Select-mode on the slam on it, now    To ba-ba-bank on it    If you ain't on it, well act on it    And my niggas celebrating, drink on it    Select-mode on the slam on it, now    To ba-ba-bank on it       [Cam]    Wicky-wicky lights, Cam, Whup-whup!, action    Roll sound, let me get down, cuz Cam is in the back Son    Doobie, so who be the niggas that really ride?    East, West, North, South-SIDE! tribe    True soldiers, we ain't out here just acting down    Cuz nigga all I hang around is Black and Brown    They crackind down, now brothers can't even hang    Four deep, without them calling us a gang    Cuz slang is what I speak, and bang is what the track do    How the fuck they locking niggas up for a tattoo?    And that do make a nigga want to smash    Homo-police, not po' white trash    Cash rule everything around us so, you know    That's the reason that the clout is for    Cuz yo, we all about moving and grooving now    With the high-pro glow, show and prove and how    You got to act on it       If you ain't on it, well act on it    And my niggas celebrating, drink on it    Select-mode on the slam on it, now    To ba-ba-bank on it    If you ain't on it, well act on it    And my niggas celebrating, drink on it    Select-mode on the slam on it, now    To ba-ba-bank on it       [SonDoobie]    Bo-bo-bo, I got your enchi-ai-yai    Mercedes drive by, Son sipping on the Malta    I shine in Heaven, now I'll try    High-five?, Son hikes to Hawa-i    See my legs cooped like ?    Twenty-four K, we parlay by night    We ride the funk, ?    Night trumps collide, apply the mind set    Come on, let's go to work    And let me see that body jerk    Girls twitch the middle, watch my chips triple    Latin lingo, connect ?    ?, stash the loot in the Limo    Pistol through your bullet-proof, right through a window       If you ain't on it, well act on it    And my niggas celebrating, drink on it    Select-mode on the slam on it, now    To ba-ba-bank on itIf you ain't on it, well act on it    And my niggas celebrating, drink on it    Select-mode on the slam on it, now    To ba-ba-bank on it       A-Doobie-Doobie, yall    A-Doobie-Doobie    You don't really want to really, really    You don't really want to really, really