Sexy chica that'll pop the cris      while they watchin' you lick your lips   And you can puff the lye and you can pimp and ride   and you can thug until the day you die   Now you can smoke the blunts, tote the gats   And be the phatest one with the Lex   Homeboy you can pop the X, you can try sex   With the set tatted on your neck   You can be the H to the Izzo, V to the Izza   Really don't matter what y'all jiggas sizzay   You can live it up but you still gonna pizzay   Where you gonna run on Judgment dizay      Chorus   Hell yeah   You can go to Hell yeah   If you don't change, change, change, change, change   uh hua, chang, change, change, change, change   (repeat)      You can be like Pastor Troy and them New Orleans boys   Everyone flossin' up in the toys   Candy coated chevy comin with the noise   Everybody grinnin ''cause its shiney boys   Everytime I turn around I see a jitter bug   Now the jitter bug wanna be a thug   Momma and Daddy and them ain't show no love   If you don't switch it up I'm gonna tell you what   50 years old still up in the club   Pay to see the young girls shake their butt   Don't need another drink, look at your gut   Need to go home, old nasty butt   I'm gonna tell you what, switch it up      Chorus      I represent Carolina and the M-I-A   Ft. Lauderdale and by the way, all my homies that's in the Bay   5-0-3 what can you say   Atlanta, GA, can't forget VA, NYC and the USA, USA, USA   Everybody in the USA      Chorus