(featuring T, Lil' Chris & Ludacris)
[Intro: Ha ha uh uh uh uh Ludacris, Lil' Jon & The East Side Boyz drop it
Lil' Jon & The East Side Boyz] What's up, what's up, what's up, up what's up, up, what's up, what's up, What's up! trippin ho, stop trippin ho, stop trippin ho, stop trippin ho, stop trippin ho, stop trippin Ho, stop ho, stop trippin ho! Shake it, pop it, wiggle it, 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 start my off So take your ass to the doctor, hold your and cough I take one to the head you take one to the dome Click heels GO HOME Me and the rush we up in the back HIGH I represent C.P. South until I DIE And the haters to know why I'm that nigga with the clout It's because I'm coming in toilet paper is running out And I'm all the paper when I'm coming from the heart I get up in some ass, break wind like a fart From the start to the finish, diminish them in my spare 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 busting now the shit now ME And I'm trying to let them know just how I'm Disturbing Tha Peace, tell hoes to quit (trippin hoe)
[Chorus: Lil' Jon & The East Side
2: Daddy T] Roll out the red carpets, let the game Daddy T coming through to fuck all freaky friends every day is the same thing, baby I'm a player Hit me on the beeper, hell yeah on my Pick her up knock her down and drop her out Why you waiting on that trying to stay in the house? I'm going to stabbing though stabbing though Because your is my trick Why you that hoe there for sucking my dick? Because I don't give a fuck because I got a of sex Ready to get my nuts so T can catch a nut Then it's back to the crib let my pimping rest up Because I got another hoe to make me catch a nut While y'all suckers throwing stuff about these hoes bringing out the hen Fuck it, in the back of baby Benz See I expose these hoes for the freaks they be, so enemies try to act sharp,
[Chorus: Lil' Jon & The East Side
[Verse 3: Chris] No matter where I'm at, no matter I go It's like this on and off the road I let them suckers get mad, players keep Fuck all those who don't like what I'm Get tricked if you want to, learn the game Because all around the it's the same old thing They thinking them hand going to keep me from getting they hoes You can lock them in the safe, I'm going to the code Can't no freak, this shit forever 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 still coming through and the baby Better believe I dig them every chance I get But don't quote me bitch I ain't said shit, said shit, said shit...
[Chorus: Lil' Jon & The East Boyz]
[Verse 4: Chris, (Ludacris)] I rolled out the headville (uh huh) up in tight pocket (what) Pushed up on a tight little and just had to knock it In the biginning we was and shit (uh huh) I was showing old girl how to line up a (ha ha) She got happy when she hit not in the side, (what) gave me a hug And I was ready to her body was so soft I'm guaranteed cutting, going to knock her off Play my right What's up let's hit honeycomb hide-out Tell your friends your me and let's ride out (ride out!) But you know had a fat girl in the bunch (uh huh) shit, I'm about to punch her ass in the stomach (ha ha) I big girl wants to nut (yeah) All she had to do was ask, I would have (ha) ain't in Lil' Chris (Lil' Chris!) Everyboby mad bagging they don't want it
[Chorus: Lil' Jon & The East Boyz]
[Outro: Ludacris, Daddy T, Backdoor Joey, Lil' Jon & The East Side Boyz, DJ Drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop,