Killah, Dip Set, Jim Jones, Santana   Lil weezy in the house tonight   Cash money, bitch, it ain't changed since eighty-eight, nope   Get on the corner and push something, Dip Set, Killah      Yo baby yo, hey, you, yes give me a kiss   You better make it fast, I know you like what's on my wrist   Now y'all know me from that block where we move them rocks   You better make it fast, watch your ass, or get pursued by cops      You don't know what it's like up on that Peter Pan   Paranoia, weeded damn, damn, but we the man   Proceed to jam, call us if you need a hand   Call us if you need some grams, Jim Jones, Cesar Cam      Every season man, Killah, keep it seasoned, fam   Call me a dobo loco papo, believe it, man   Now what's the chain, why's that because I need [Incomprehensible]   Satisfy my need, drinkin' sizzurp, now bitch, just roll my weed      Now push it, push it good   Push it, push it real good   Ooh baby baby, ooh baby baby   Ooh baby baby, ooh baby baby, get up on this      D I P S E T, that gangsta crew   You know the rules, follow codes, 'cuz that's how gangstas move   Get your mayo, sell that yayo, strip clubs make it rain   These thugs play the game, get bucks, save that cane      After that, baby girl, hey, let's get some bub   Love, love, don't rub, we fittin' to hit the club   Yeah, they dance, but a lap dance they want a dub   You don't know nan, ask Trick, they love a thug      Bam bam, jam jam, and a handstand   Ha ha, so tan in the tan stand   Ra ra, na na, ha ha, la la   Mama, I keep that blam blam      Now push it, push it good   Push it, push it real good      All my ladies cry, all I say is, "My"   When I'm in them thighs, all you hear is, "Aye"   Why, why, "Aye" stop this, stop this, "Aye"   My cock a rocket cock over so I can pop it, "Aye"      You fake old G's are corny, wack me and my breeze the dawny   Hard, we live too, just like the 2 Live Crew, me so horny   'Cuz I'm a choosy thug, you get your booty hugged   Face down, ass up, don't stop, gitty gitty, I want some dookie love      I'm like hey baby hey, ain't no games to be play   It's money out there, yeah, it's a gang to be made   I'm a pimp baby hey, I'm screamin, "Pimp pimp hooray"   Scream it with me, okay, now hit the strip and get paid, hey      Odd money's hard money, even money's cheatin' money   Slow money's no money, and no money's a beatin', honey   Push it good, push it fast, push it right   If a nigga push that ass, push it back, push it twice, but push it      Hey, hey, whoa, whoa, yo, O's I bake and feed it   To the fiends with the lean, in the beam with the cream   With a team that's straight from Phoenix   That man that loses, face the music, still get cake like Regis      Hey Ma, it's J.R., you know I had to make the remix   See I push it cook it, push and cook it, push to cook it   And roll with cooks that's crooked   Old G's who look and cooks it      You'll get sprayed and showered   With K's and Cal's, toupee devoured   Shots ring, bang bang, you hit, he hit   Have your block put up a bouquet of flowers