(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 East Boyz] What's up, what's up, up, what's up what's up, what's up, up, what's up, What's up! Stop trippin ho, stop trippin ho, stop trippin ho, trippin ho, stop trippin ho, trippin Ho, stop trippin ho, stop trippin ho! it, pop it, wiggle it, bounce it Shake it, pop it, it, bounce it Shake it, pop it, wiggle it, it Shake it, pop it, wiggle it, it
1: Ludacris] A, FUCK hoes, how I start my rhyme off So take your ass to the doctor, your balls and cough I one to the head piece you take one to the dome Click your GO HOME Me and the rush we up in the getting HIGH I represent C.P. South until I DIE And the haters want to why I'm that nigga with the clout It's because I'm coming in like toilet is running out And I'm all about the paper when I'm coming from the I get up in some ass, break wind like a fart From the start to the finish, diminish them in my time Messing hoes whose legs go back further than your father's hairline Hit down when I get down them sit down catch a fit now Fussing and I'm cussing when I'm busting now who's the now ME And I'm trying to let them know just how I'm Disturbing Tha Peace, these hoes to quit (trippin hoe)
Lil' Jon & The East Side Boyz]
[Verse 2: T] Roll out the red carpets, let the game Daddy T coming to fuck all your freaky friends Because every day is the same thing, I'm a player Hit me on the beeper, hell yeah on my Pick her up knock her down and her back out Why you waiting on that trying to stay in the house? I'm going to keep stabbing 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 to get my nuts so Daddy T can catch a nut Then it's back to the crib then let my rest up Because I got nigga hoe to make me catch a nut While y'all suckers stuff about these hoes that bringing out the hen Fuck it, in the back of baby body 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 where I'm at, no matter where I go It's just like this on and off the I let them suckers get mad, players keep Fuck all those who don't like what I'm Get tricked if you want to, better learn the all around the world it's the same old thing They them hand 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 going to sneak and do it anyways, so you might as well let her How you figure because she's she starts fucking, you crazy? Y'all is still through and feeding the baby Better I dig them down every chance I get But don't quote me bitch because I said shit, said shit, said shit...
[Chorus: Lil' Jon & The East Side
4: Lil' 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 when she hit that not in the side, (what) gave me a hug And I was ready to Because her body was so I'm thinking guaranteed cutting, going to her off Play my right up let's hit this honeycomb hide-out Tell your friends your 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 understand big wants to nut (yeah) All she had to do was ask, I have fucked (ha) Discrimination in Lil' Chris (Lil' Chris!) Everyboby mad bagging they don't want it
[Chorus: Jon & The East Side Boyz]
Ludacris] Ludacris, Daddy T, Backdoor Joey, Lil' Jon & The Side Boyz, DJ Smurf Drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop,