Lil' Wayne
Whoa, whoa
The Big Tymers nigga, who, who
Big Tymers nigga, huh, get it right

Juvenile
Bentley interior I lay back on it,
everytime a nigga see me it's a Kodak moment
Now I ain't the one to brag (nope)
But I bought myself a hummer, my
brother a Jag (for sho)
I'm taking all the ho's and I'm
making you mad (yep)
You violate my household, I'm busting your ass
Is you listening, do you see my
ice when it's glistening
Cause if you wit that balla blocking
niggas come up missing then

Lil' Wayne
I need a bin life, to get
right, up in my new Prowler
And put her lips tight on this pipe
and suck out the problem
Need a Rolex wit princess cuts all at the bottom
Need a kit wit twenty inches on
the car that I'm driving
Went from dimes to quakes, to
money like Bill Gates
Doing a hundred on
interstates, and Hummers on
38's
We are C.M.B. my nigga
Fresh, Baby, Hotboys and Weezy Wee my nigga

Chorus: B.G.
Where ever it's popping, we stopping
But if it ain't hot then, we not then
Where ever it's twerking, we working
She got to be slurping, for certain

Turk
Project and hoodrat bitch is who I like
A bitch that's about riding, who going on flight

Mannie Fresh
I met this bitch in Cabriny Green, a nasty ho
Like that dick from the back and you
can "ugh" in her throat

Turk
A bitch that's about hustling and smuggling work
Head busting and thugging, just like Turk

Mannie Fresh
A wild bitch off Gray street, doing her thing
Big ass, big tits she love eat ding-a-ling

Turk
I need a black hoe
One wit the braids in her head
Working wit some ass
And can give good head

Mannie Fresh
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Philly and Richie Allen
A freak nasty bitch, that's always swallow

Turk
Sticking to tha G code, Ree's and Girbaud's
Got hands and bout strapping, quick to beat a ho

Mannie Fresh
Oops, almost forgot about Tasha up in the Watts
A hotgirl for sho, that stay
dropping it like it's hot

Chorus: B.G.
Where ever it's popping, we stopping
But if it ain't hot then, we not then
Where ever it's twerking, we working
She got to be slurping, that's for certain

Baby
Bitch, I'ma be stunting until the day I go (what)
Bentley's and Hummers and drop Diablo's (what)
Running wit nigga's that don't love no ho's (what)
Platinum grill cause bitch I'm done wit gold

Lil' Wayne
Hey
Now you know it's lil Weezy off
the heezy believe me whoa
Hot like pepper, sliding out the compressor slow
Me and your wife slut, don't slam my door
Cut on the lights, look how the dam watch glow

Baby
Hold up, Wayne (what)
You know what, Wayne (whoa)
I'ma get in this bitch and do donuts, man

Lil' Wayne
Now wait, Bubba
You gonna make me go buy a grape Hummer
And make me put my name in diamonds
on the license plate cousin

Baby
Now peep me slick
I got a hoe out the project
That eat the dick, she a freaky bitch

Lil' Wayne
Nigga you know it's Iceberg boy
straight off the block
Wit the number one stunner and we blazing hot

Chorus: B.G.
Where ever it's popping, we stopping
But if it ain't hot then, we not then
Where ever it's twerking, we working
She got to be slurping, that's for certain

Where ever it's popping, we stopping
But if it ain't hot then, we not then
Where ever it's twerking, we working
She got to be slurping, that's for certain