[Verse 1] Macauly Culkin, Home Alone lustin Tuesday night we stop by Justin's Check the scene, immaculate Grab the bottle from the bar and dismantle it Who you wit, spot a chick for my man to get She a big body girl, I can handle it Cuz my money blow 'em If I had the voice of my man Sisqo, I could see the thong But I'm not so I flash the yacht master And the gold seal so I can get it faster Eye contact, said my name Onasis Check myself from catching hot flashes This girl is just too much Quench my thirst wit a glass of, Puffy punch And that's the real, I'm the realest nigga ever seen Fuck a gun, stop me, try a laser beam
CHORUS 2X: Dave Hollister Where we goin, goin How we movin, movin What we doin, doin Who she bouncin wit? Keep bouncing Can't stop movin, movin, movin Keep bouncing [Can't stop groovin, groovin, groovin]
[Verse 2] Yo, same night, shit's right, glide down the block Club Cheetahs, the other spot, uh It should be closed, FUBU had a A-list fashion show I bought the hoe, you know! Inside, Deborah Cox, LL Cool... J, broads hangin off the barstools Uh, I'm the shit, I break down to any figure Trick 'em you don't know Nann Nigga Uh, around the chicks I flash the bread Never, ever get over my head, I front instead, trust me Me, I won't risk it I do it all for the Nookie like Fred from Limp Bizkit So I snooze 'em, seven day yacht cruise 'em Do what I want to and then lose 'em For real, me and my squad's off the hook Case closed, end of story, close the book
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[Verse 3] I hate E so much right now I don't give a fuck, I be like ch ch BLAU! Gettin hoes with asses like WOW Laughin at y'all how you like me now, uh I get the money baby, aint nothin funny baby Carrots are for Bugs Bunny baby To each his own, I rock til the spot is blown Club hoppin, once again it's on
