[Hook x2: Juicy J & La Chat]
She like them twenties sittin` tall on the truck
You ain`t mad is ya
Love to shake that thang and back it up
You ain`t mad is ya
Tryin` to catch a baller with them figures
You ain`t mad is ya
Gold diggers, we call em` gold diggers
[La Chat]
You petty niggas get the fuck on, you got nothin` on us Jones
You flodgin` like you on, just because you got a cell phone
You need to come on down man, you think that I am so lame
I worked out with them fifteens and I`m ridin` on them chrome thangs
So what the fuck`s that tellin` you, I`m a ballerhollic too
Always fresh as hell, with them twelve gold, grillin fool
When you see me in the club, I be checkin out the thugs
Scopin` out from head to toe, lookin` for a baller ho
Wanna holla at me, you gotta drop off that cheese
I`m lookin` for some real G`s, I`m so damn money hungry
I`m hot off all you niggas, I`m mad about my figures
I got no time for playin` games, I`m fucked up on that liquor
So ain`t no need in stallin` I see you over there ballin`
You kickin` it with yo dog and the shots I here you callin`
I need to holla at cha` my nig I gots to get cha`
Ain`t worried about a damn thang cause I know I`m gonna sweat cha`
[Hook x2]
[Juicy J]
No chickenhead get no respect trick
And these cowards get a classic playa pluckin` on `em
I be`s bout paper, I be`s bout green
I be some where workin` with a triple beam
Gettin` my freak on, keepin` my mouth strong
Off in somebody`s hood with a big tone
Sometimes man it`s dangerous life that
Bang yo baby mama, now he hate that
[DJ Paul]
Don`t get mad dog, used to be man
Supplyin` broads with the cheese off ya work man
Table dances, tricks and trances
Big ol` pimps breakin` wenches through romances
Dances with wolves, lil` red ridin`
I`m on the prowl, wow, don`t be hidin`
I`ll be findin` where that hot spot
Get that thang wet, make that thang pop
[Hook x2]
[La Chat]
You see I be up on these niggas, I`m tryin` to see
Can he fulfill my needs and give me cheese
Shit a bitch that want cho` pockets, I`m checkin` wallets
ATM, yo check book whatever you call it
I`m a mack, I spit my pimpin` and get chu` hooked
You shouldn`t have looked cause once you look, you gon` get took
Be out the frame, I`m runnin` thangs
It ain`t no doubt, I`ll take yo check
And with respect, I`ll put chu` out
I`ll break you down, you say you pimp
You gon` get ganked, I got chu` mean
Mean whipped withdraws out from yo bank
You super trickin` and then you lickin`
I let it be known it ain`t no stickin`
You say you hittin` man I be trippin` all the time
I know the biz, you think you slick, you tell yo friends
That chu` be in, ain`t that some shit
I need that fetti, that ghetty, ghetty
Man I be yetty, you gon` let me
This shit is hectic, you shouldn`t have met me
[Hook to fade]
