We fitn to take dis thing to another level ya herd me

All the ladies come to the front
all the hatas get out da
building, ya hear me

chorus: slim
laid back, in the lac,
grippin the grain,
as I'm cruisin the streets.
(cruisin the streets girl)
it's 112 on the dot,
your on the phone talkin dirty to me.
(she talkin dirty to me)
I wanna know, where you really wanna go,
cus I'm sittin in front of your condo.
all dem niggas playin around,
believe me I'm the one though.
so baby take your clothes off,
and bring your body next to me. (yeh) ooooh baby

verse 1: mjg
how long would it take a nigga like mjg,
to get the girl back to the hotel.
I'ma stop and get some rubbers
and some cigarellos,
you can meet me I'mma be in room 112.
you done did enough talkin on da telephone,
right now, I'm really tryna
put my hands on it
so if you in it, got away,
you can come through I know you
didn't really plan on it.
your boy gotta come and pick you up,
show you off, ride to da hot spot.
when don't, tryna act, special when you,
ridin I'm my drop-top.
listen, what I, need you to do is
hold this bag while I break dis blunt down
we gonna half to park in a minute,
cus da cops get hot right
around bout sun down.
(break it down)
I'm not gonna have your wear dem jeans
tight fit lookin motha fuckin
right with da low-ridas
mjg fin sprinkle in some super incrediable
bitch I'm so fly.
I got my hand on the wood grain
I'm in da caddilac feelin
like a grade a pimp man
you niggas tryin hard as hell,
you never do it like I did it,
it's a mother fuckin pimp thing.

chorus: slim
laid back, in the lac,
grippin the grain,
as I'm cruisin the streets.
(stop layin back cruisin the streets)
it's 112 on the dot,
your on the phone talkin dirty to me.
(your talkin dirty to me)
I wanna know, where you really wanna go,
cus I'm sittin in front of your condo.
all dem niggas playin around,
believe I'm the one though.
so baby take your clothes off,
and bring your body next to me.
(shawty bring it next to me)
ohhh bayyybayyy

verse 2: 8ball
can I get your to, come here girl,
let me say something sweet in ya ear girl,
I see you movin your butt to da beat girl,
wanna dip and come see my world.
big ball the one with da
extra keys to the condo up-town.
nigga come through when he really want to,
that's how me and lil' ma get down.
sometime we hit da town,
wit da radio up and da window down.
get a sweet at the w, get a bag of bush
and just smoke it out,
and I don't expect errrry mothafucka in here,
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these niggas ain't got no game,
a lot these niggas just talkin loud.
and I know I'm not the best lookin nigga,
but I'm only so far from the
worst lookin nigga.
when it come to the dirty, me and my nigga,
we's one of the first in the picture.
three strikes I'm a fee from a nigga,
j, mj put your peace sign in the airr.
wanna go to a place where they don't hate
listen to your boy, let me take you there.

chorus: slim
laid back, in the lac,
grippin the grain,
as I'm cruisin the streets.
(cruisin the streets)
it's 112 on the dot,
your on the phone talkin dirty to me.
(shawty talkin dirty to me)
I wanna know, where you really wanna go,
cus I'm sittin in front of your condo.
all dem niggas playin around,
believe I'm the one though.
so baby take your clothes off,
and bring your body next to me.
(hey, hey, hey)
ohhh bayyybayyy

verse 3: crunchy black
I like it when you call my name,
I like it when we play dat game.
what game is dat girl,
that freaky deeky game.
it ain't no shame when I bang,
go 'head and grab dat thang.
that grown man thang,
stop gigglin and playn mayne.
you know what I'm sayin mayne,
see you's a freaky dame.
can I call a couple my friends,
so we can run a train.
I'm sayin I think I can,
now bang it up out the frame.
but baby boy damn,
wit my hands on my side man.

juicy-j:
I'm a d-boy from da hood, (yeah)
smoking on a big bag of cush, (yeah)
workin all day in a trap house, (yeah)
see da police then we push, (yeah)
and when a playa ride
through da streets, (yeah)
I'm always lookin for a freak, (yeah)
they call me the juice man gigalo, (yeah)
take it out skeet skeet skeet. (yeah)

dj paul:
I hit her up on black berries,
she see that he left her daddy.
she know that it's time,
to shake her man and meet me at da hotely
see he an old head,
throw some more bread,
keep her fed,
but I'm the one she call,
when she need that ass tapped.

chorus: slim
laid back, in the lac,
grippin the grain,
as I'm cruisin the streets.
(cruisin the streets)
it's 112 on the dot,
your on the phone talkin dirty to me.
(shawty talkin dirty to me)
I wanna know, where you really wanna go,
cus I'm sittin in front of your condo.
all dem niggas playin around,
believe I'm the one though.
so baby take your clothes off,
and bring your body next to me.
(shwty bring it next to me)
ohhh bayyybayyy