x2] And she was so cool Like the other side of a pillow So baby, let's groove Like an instrumental [Verse 3] And she's so cool Cool like a pool in the
the true players at? Throw your roadies in the sky Wave 'em side to side and keep their hands high While I give your girl the eye, player please Lyrically, niggaz see, B
walk and talk Strollin with a slight limp Flyer than any big city pimp [ ROUND 1: Shaquel Shabazz ] Gold, girls, cold cash On the mic Shaquel Shabazz Supreme, the Lord, the G-o
Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit Dirty South nigga we straight gangsta pimps [Big Boi] O-U-T-K-A-S-T,O-N-P,G-O-O-D-I-E, so fresh so
No ceilings.. o o ok, i got this chrome on this bugatti Im strong in this bugatti 2 v8?s aint no such thing as driving calm in this bugatti Bitch I?m
bay thats my song turn it up) Im with my folks whether they right or worng tear it up [Chorus 2] Say that red hat them red b`s white b`s 23`s out the
a buck Now everybody from B-K, throw 'em up Now everybody from New Jerz, throw 'em up Now everybody from Q-B, throw 'em up Now everybody from the B-
heat every time I ride A long haired bitch on the passenger side Mackin' on the cellular phone I can't be stopped, 50 G's strong Fred Benz, Freddy B
with some ends A mobile phone and a drop top benz Take it from me, see 'cause I know what it's about Kick a big fat dick in a bitches mouth And keep riding, high siding