(featuring Daddy T, Lil' & Ludacris)
[Intro: Ha ha yeah uh uh uh uh Ludacris, Lil' Jon & The East Side Boyz it
[Chorus: Lil' Jon & The East Side What's up, up, what's up, what's up what's up, what's up, what's up, up, What's up! Stop trippin ho, stop trippin ho, stop ho, stop trippin ho, stop trippin ho, stop trippin Ho, stop trippin ho, trippin ho! Shake it, pop it, it, bounce it it, pop it, wiggle it, bounce it Shake it, pop it, it, bounce it it, pop it, wiggle it, bounce it
[Verse 1: A, FUCK hoes, that's how I 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 your heels GO HOME Me and the we up in the back getting HIGH I represent C.P. Side until I DIE And the haters want to know why I'm that nigga the clout It's because I'm coming in like toilet is running out And I'm all about the paper when I'm from the heart I get up in some ass, then break like a fart From the start to the finish, diminish them in my spare Messing with hoes whose legs go further than your father's hairline Hit down when I get make them sit down catch a fit now Fussing and I'm when I'm busting now who's the shit now ME And I'm trying to let know just how I'm flipping Disturbing Tha Peace, tell these to quit (trippin hoe)
Lil' Jon & The East Side Boyz]
[Verse 2: T] Roll out the red carpets, let the game T coming through to fuck all your freaky friends Because day is the same thing, baby I'm a player Hit me on the beeper, hell on my cell Pick her up knock her and drop her back out Why you on that bitch trying to stay in the house? I'm going to keep stabbing though though Because your bitch is my Why you that hoe there for sucking my dick? Because I don't give a fuck I got a block of sex Ready to get my so Daddy T can catch a nut Then it's back to the crib then let my pimping up Because I got another nigga hoe to me catch a nut While y'all suckers throwing stuff about these that bringing out the hen Fuck it, in the back of baby Benz See I expose these hoes for the that they be, so enemies try to act sharp,
[Chorus: Lil' Jon & The Side Boyz]
[Verse 3: Lil' No where I'm at, no matter where I go It's just like on and off the road I let them suckers get mad, players keep Fuck all those who don't like I'm saying Get tricked if you want to, better the game Because all around the it's the same old thing They thinking them hand cuffs going to keep me from they hoes You can lock in the safe, I'm going to break the code Can't change no freak, this shit going to sneak 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 coming through and feeding the baby Better I dig them down every chance I get But don't quote me bitch because I ain't said shit, shit, said shit...
[Chorus: Lil' Jon & The East Side
4: Lil' Chris, (Ludacris)] I rolled out the (uh huh) pulled up in tight pocket (what) Pushed up on a little something and just had to knock it In the we was tripping and shit (uh huh) I was showing old how to line up a stick (ha ha) She got happy 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 cutting, going to knock her off Play my hand up let's hit this honeycomb hide-out 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 understand big girl to nut (yeah) All she had to do was ask, I would fucked (ha) Discrimination ain't in Lil' (Lil' Chris!) Everyboby mad bagging they don't want it
Lil' Jon & The East Side Boyz]
[Outro: Ludacris, Daddy T, Backdoor Joey, Lil' Jon & The Side Boyz, DJ Smurf Drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop,