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