(featuring Daddy T, Chris & Ludacris)
Ludacris] Ha ha yeah uh uh uh uh Ludacris, Lil' Jon & The East Side drop it
[Chorus: Lil' Jon & The Side Boyz] What's up, up, what's up, what's up what's up, what's up, what's up, what's up, up! Stop trippin ho, stop trippin ho, trippin ho, stop trippin ho, stop trippin ho, stop Ho, stop trippin ho, stop trippin ho! Shake it, pop it, it, bounce it Shake it, pop it, it, bounce it Shake it, pop it, it, bounce it Shake it, pop it, it, bounce it
[Verse 1: A, FUCK hoes, that's how I my rhyme off So take ass to the doctor, hold your balls and cough I take one to the head you take one to the dome your heels GO HOME Me and the rush we up in the getting HIGH I represent C.P. South Side I DIE And the haters want to know why I'm that with the clout It's because I'm coming in toilet paper is running out And I'm all about the paper I'm coming from the heart I get up in some ass, then wind like a fart the start to the finish, diminish them in my spare time Messing with hoes whose legs go back further than your father's Hit down when I get make them sit down catch a fit now Fussing and I'm cussing when I'm now who's the shit now ME And I'm trying to let know just how I'm flipping Disturbing Tha Peace, tell these hoes to (trippin hoe)
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[Verse 2: T] Roll out the red carpets, let the begin Daddy T coming through to all your freaky friends Because every day is the same thing, I'm a player Hit me on the beeper, yeah on my cell Pick her up knock her down and her back out Why you waiting on bitch trying to stay in the house? I'm to keep stabbing though stabbing though Because bitch is my trick Why you kissing that hoe for sucking my dick? Because I give a fuck because I got a block of sex Ready to get my nuts so T can catch a nut it's back to the crib then let my pimping rest up Because I got another nigga hoe to me catch a nut While y'all suckers throwing stuff about these hoes that out the hen Fuck it, in the back of baby Benz See I expose these hoes for the freaks they be, so enemies try to act sharp,
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[Verse 3: Lil' No matter where I'm at, no where I go It's just like on and off the road I let them get mad, players keep playing Fuck all those who like what I'm saying Get if you want to, better learn the game all around the world it's the same old thing They thinking them cuffs going to keep me from getting they hoes You can lock them in the safe, I'm going to break the Can't change no freak, shit forever She's to sneak and do it anyways, so you might as well let her How you figure because she's pregnant she starts fucking, you Y'all is still through and feeding the baby Better believe I dig them every chance I get But quote me bitch because I ain't said shit, said shit, said shit...
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[Verse 4: Chris, (Ludacris)] I rolled out the (uh huh) pulled up in tight pocket (what) Pushed up on a tight something and just had to knock it In the biginning we was tripping and (uh huh) I was old girl how to line up a stick (ha ha) She got happy when she hit not in the side, (what) gave me a hug And I was ready to Because her body was so I'm thinking guaranteed cutting, to knock her off my hand right What's up let's hit this honeycomb Tell your friends with me and let's ride out (ride out!) But you know they had a fat in the bunch (uh huh) shit, I'm about to punch her ass in the stomach (ha ha) I big girl wants to nut (yeah) All she had to do was ask, I would have (ha) Discrimination ain't in Chris (Lil' Chris!) know mad bagging they don't want it
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Ludacris] Ludacris, T, Backdoor Joey, Lil' Jon & The East Side Boyz, DJ Smurf Drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop,