Yeah the world famous DJ Clue desert storm   Jump off Joe Buddens on top   This go out to all my niggas   You ain't gotta chain but you got a   Mean muthafuckin' wrist game   All my ladies you ain't got a car but you gotta   Mean muthafuckin' heel game   Click them heels you know how we do it c'mon c'mon   Woh woh okay dub   Woh have some fun with it      Mami I'm there if you fine in the rear   We can get into whatever if you don't mind boo be yeah   And when I'm done slidin' you somethin' fierce   You ain't gotta go home but you gotta get the fuck outta here      I ain't got to tell homeboy he know that   This is 'Matrix Reloaded' and Neo's back   I'm up humble apologies sorry clowns   I'm here for the long run I ain't coffee brown      Get to know me the man the person   So by the time I'm on my fifth album   You should understand the first one   It's non-fiction you deny you want proof   I only buck in the air when the sky's in the booth      You gets liable to shoot   This twenty-two release some extra keyholes   On the driver's side of your coupe   Like nighty night here's your lullaby bitches   You might need just a lil' more than butterfly stitches      Get out of line and get stuck up duke   Lose your spines tryin' to touch us jukes   Get to the mall in a circle guns out playin' duck-duck goose   This shit is kinda aight till I fuck in the booth      I'm sayin' I'm here got my nine up in here   Thugs wanna rumble I don't mind nigga yeah   And when I'm done slidin' up somethin' fierce   You ain't gotta go home but you gotta get the fuck outta here      Like I don't roll with niggas that'll lift ayn chrome   Take a look at 'em you can see they just skin and bones   Y'all talk about bricks when y'all know who move 'em   Us real niggas make withdrawls while y'all go through 'em      We carry long guns we can contra on it   We talk about it we live it y'all ponder on it   Shit ridiculously priced us cons afford it   I'm talkin' straight cash you might need a sponsor for it      But wait ever met somebody that wouldn't chill   Every second he feel the need to let you know that he's real   Every second he wanna talk about his homies that died   And the people he killed and in the future all the people he will      Talk about who he stabbed and beat up and he won't cool out   Yakety-yakkin' he's reminiscing on different shootouts   How he was there shotties was blastin' cops came with body bags   And he's talkin' but nobody asked him      Naw he want attention he want his name yelled   And me and him always end up in the same cell   I'm pissed on the top bunk I can't sleep this guy ain't street   Go 'head nigga I ain't beef but feel      Stop there who popped him where   Who you backed out on and had the whole block scared   Ma when I'm done pokin' you from the rear   You ain't gotta go home but you gotta get the fuck outta here      Ma you real aggressive catchin' me of balance   It's a turn off don't you know niggas respect a challenge   Move a lil' slow gettin' at me   Treat the pussy like it's worth somethin'   Don't just go throwin' it at me 'coz      While you doin' it at the same time   I'm thinkin' how many niggas hit you wit that same line?   Or how many other niggas you ran game to?   How many niggas you fucked or you gave brain to?      How many other dudes houses you done came to?   With condoms on you hopin' that he find 'em on you   And I ain't tryin' to catch nothin' from you   So I'm caught up in a catch twenty-two      If I don't fuck her then I'm not like guys she met before   So while I'm turnin' her down she's just likin' me more   But if I do get to pokin' hit her with long strokin'   I now have a girlie on my hands that's open      I don't want her callin' me constantly   Thinkin' 'coz I fucked her she got a bond with me   I don't want her misunderstandin' a one night stand   It was just a nut I'm not your man      Ma I'm there if you fine in the rear   We can get into whatever if you don't mind boo be yeah   And when I'm done slidin' you somethin' fierce   You ain't gotta go home but you gotta get the fuck outta here      Ma I'm there name a time and where   We can get into whatever if you don't mind boo be yeah   And when I'm done pokin' you from the rear   You ain't gotta go home but you gotta get the fuck outta here