[Intro - Mannie Fresh]
Whoa! (watch ya self baby)
(yeah, yeah)
Yeah! this that one (ok)
(comin through, comin through)
Yeah! uh
[Chorus - Mannie Fresh] + (Tateeze)
Chicken, fish, bossy outfits
Cadillac Escalades, with drop kits
Arrows on the grills, big spinnin wheels
And a Midwest girl, dressed in high heels, we
(Chi-Tooooooooown!)
(At its best) c`mon, c`mon, c`mon, woo!
(Chi-Tooooooooown!)
(Better wear that vest)
[Verse 1 - Boo]
Hop in my Escalade and let`s roll
Keep a pocket full of dough, cause my Midwest flow
Wrists stay glow, eyes stay low
You know I stay puffin on that stank, stank, oh!
[Gotti]
Now I came through the door, what did I see
A couple hot chicks, lookin at me
Like what`s your name, and you with
Gotti the name, Cash Money the clique
[Boo]
Now when you cop that whip, you better put them stunnas on `em
And I don`t tickle my women, I spill Crisy on `em
You see the jeans, 700 what I spent on `em
That`s ballin baby we got chips don`t we
[Gotti]
Now when I throw a party it don`t end `til six
That`s just how it is when you get this rich
You should be like damn I wanna get that whip
Now I got chips, I could buy a Six
[Chorus w/ ad-libs]
[Verse 2 - Gotti]
Throw on ya mink coat, wit ya shoppin stick
Don`t make me pass the fifth, I got cash to get
Champagne like water, chicks flashin Cris
Got mo` game, when I crash in blitz
You can rock to this, or do the wat to this
Ballers, hustlers, chop ya bricks
Been a long time coming, got a lot to get
It adds to the snow, when we frost our wrist
[Boo]
Keep ya mind on ya money, pack an extra clip
Don`t ever get fronted, so you don`t know shit
If I don`t know nothin, I know that strip
Doubled-up twice, now I got the brick
Yeah you love that shit, how ya boy so slick
And that cherry-red, Austin move so quick
Birdman, got a nigga on his flossin shit
Let`s hit the club, and go toss a bitch, uh
[Chorus w/ ad-libs]
[Verse 3 - Boo]
Well I`ma hood cat, that love a hood rat
You can hit it in the truck, or the back of the `Lac
If I get her mad, she would come right back
Just cop the Gucci hat, wit the shoes to match
[Gotti]
I love this flossin, I`m the big bossman
Never met defeat, cause I never loss man
When I`m at the streets, school is out and I`m playin
Now girls are fool whip, want juice on they hand
[Boo]
Dog keep it real, let ya game do the rest
Stay far from lames, don`t settle for less
Listen to the hook, please keep that vest
This is CMR homie, at its best
[Gotti]
Cats try to be me, I just gotta be me
It`s a fact actually, you gotta believe
I just rap to the beat, make you clap to the beat
Never left, so I ain`t gotta go back to the streets
[Chorus]
[Outro]
[Boo] Better wear that vest
[Gotti] Cash Money or nothin
[Gotti] Who thought Fresh couldn`t do it?
[Boo] Gotti, I don`t know about you, but I`m ready to blow
[Boo] It`s our time homie
[Gotti] Fresh you did it for us baby
[Gotti] We ain`t have to look no where else
[Gotti] It was right here all the time baby
[Boo] Mannie Frezzle, hot sauce
[Gotti] Slim where you at?
[Gotti] Get you a cameo Slim
[Gotti] You gotta start comin out baby
[Gotti] Birdman love you boy
[Boo] Keep it pimpin Fresh
[Gotti] Pimp Mizzle
[Boo] I see you daddy
[Gotti] CMR big things `03 and forever
[Gotti] CMR or nothin
