[Intro - - talking] up, hold up If you got change for a in your pocket right now Then it's time to the club If you've been out the same cup since you got here and now you swallowin ice (woo) it's time to exit the club If you made one toss and all the money you had disappeared, then please to the rear Then it's time to your game up
ch-ch-cheah, ch-ch-cheah, ch-ch-cheah, Chamillitary
- Chamillionaire] Got a grand hold it up (up) With your left hand and say man up (man hold up) in the front blowin up (up) With the fat in the club, that's us (man that's us) My boys got the sewed up Stacks so fat, that they can't up (can't fold up) The girls in the know us (us) Because we act bad we show up (sho nuff)
[Verse - Yeah, you it's on tonight I got 'em for my tip when I'm in "Harlem Nights" ($5 Tuesdays nigga) Uh, and I got on all this ice (woo) I came from Johnny the Jeweler, better guard your sight (just paid Johnny partner) Uh, yeah, in "Gentlemen's" These other boys is holdin ones, we holdin (that's real talk) Uh, yeah, go ahead and 'em in Cause we so rich, them haters sick, but no medicine (them haters sick) Uh, yeah, harassin us Who's vehicle is this? Is somethin that you've enough (for real) Uh, yeah, for passin just We kick 'em out that door, they come right back to us (come right back to us, already) Uh, yeah, the golden was up but I saw gold and was old, so I got platinum plus (revenge) Uh, yeah, bring it if you bad But if you not get up outta or back it up (back, back it up) Uh, Pimp C OG's, so I'm a ballin by that bar in here, he told me (that Sweet Jones) Uh, yeah, my nigga on me I got some dough you can "Get Throwed" like the Bun B (throwed, throwed) Uh, yeah, they wanna be like me, I'm in that lot, I'm hoppin candy ESV's Uh, yeah (yeah), she to kept on me that's when I spot my trunk and "Swang" it T-R-A-E (swang and I swang and I swang to the left) Uh, yeah, act like y'all forgot that I've been makin hits legit as Rap-A-Lot (what up International Red) Uh, yeah, let off the gas and if you still spinnin like them mix show DJ's, add the box (what up of the Boys) Uh, yeah, we watchin Magnavox, the car TV's is big enough, boys in the back can (already) Uh, yeah, they want my cash to stop, but it stop (it won't stop) cause I stay grindin 'til my casket (now run it back) Uh, yeah, they want my cash to stop, but it stop (ch-cheah) cause I stay grindin my casket drop (Chamillitary mayne) They told me that talk is cheap, but hoes be sure talkin to be moonwalkin, now those be strobe walkin Broke for sure callin, fo fos and fos crawlin play with my paper get a broke nose and oh darling Sure starvin, hungry for fetti it's fettuccine Got a problem, they see me, cause solve it, believe me Better be good at and bottle the baddest genie Had to holla at Jay, cause the neck just better blingy be me, I'm just too real to be duplicated If you don't know me, yeah you never met me, then you should it You can an opinion, but I ain't one to debate it If you ridin spinners, it, that nonsense is overrated if you on dubs, especially if you on hubs Them sixes is stationary, but somethin you will love Shout out to the blue and cuz, out to my B and bloods We ain't tryna be gangsta, for real, we doin us Yeah we gettin that paper, if you say we're not It's obvious you residin somewhere up under a Got 'em staring outside, they how the trunk pop Block E-N-T is me, they be all on my Yung Joc Reppin hard blocks, where them hustlers they all ready Your all hung up on you, now she callin your boy's celly And that's because y'all petty, my for sure heavy Don't play cause that boy deadly with hands that boy Freddie