[Intro: Trina & Rero]
Ayy, Rero
What's happenin'?
Look out the window
See that fucked n***a ridin' down the street in that Jag?
Yeah, yeah what about him?
That's the lick right there, n***a
So what you sayin'?

[Verse: Trina, Rero, & Bong]
I can get his bread, take all his dough
Then bitch go 'head, what you waitin' for?
The right time, I'ma get it all, I'm tellin'ya
This ain't no bullshit I'm sellin' ya
Straight off the boat, good dope, I'm tellin' ya
N***a, no joke, if you revoke, I'm bailin' ya
If shit get too hot I'm Makavalian ya
Is you down for the plot?
Now you know I ain't failin' ya
But any tricks bitch, with the flame, I'm sweatin' ya
'Cause you's a slick bitch, I can see the hell in ya
I'm tellin' ya, no games
Nah, n***a, straight up, we can split da weight up fifty, fifty
Sixty, forty, deal? Yeah
You sure? Damn real, that's still six digits
But what's the n***a name? Stingy, he pack plenty
He got any friends? Not too many, he hang with one man
He got a name? Lock totin' gun man, you heard of him?
Nah, but I know just the n***a to murder him
The ex-con I know named Bong
Psycho Vietnam vet who owe me a bet, when you wanna set it up?
Now n***a, I know where he at right now, n***a
Well shit, hand me the phone, Bong
What up n***a? It's on
Where it's at? I been waiting for this type of lick
Enough of that shit, let's do somethin' quick
Rapper, go and shoot somethin', it's time to get paid
[Break]
Well, bitch, call him and see where he at
N***a, I told you I knew where the n***a was at right now
N***a, you think I'm playin' give me the phone
Hold up, hold up be quiet

Hello, what's up boo? What's happening?
Nothing, I was just thinkin' 'bout you
I wanted to know if I could come see you tonight
What you think? You ain't even have to ask me no shit like that
Hold on baby, let me see who this is on the other line

What up n***a let's go get that fill, yey, what up Pull? Cowboy
Hold on Pull, I got this bitch on the other line
Damn n***a, what the fuck you had me on hold for so long?

Who the fuck you think I am En Vogue, n***a?
So what you gon' let me come through or what?
Damn, it ain't gotta be all of that someone out there
Come through about 8, shit, alright I'll see you when I get there

What'cha say, yo? I got a bad ass bitch on the way yo
Who dat? A bitch named Trina, I met her at the mall
Ya should've seen her, hold up, red ho push a beamer
Oh n***a, you know the ho, yeah, that ho'll set you up boy
She all for it, I could never fall for it
Nah, never say never yo, she a little cover ho
Set n***as up for they cheddar, yo but I'm a lot better though
Boy I'm tellin' ya, she'll wet n***as up with what the pussy
N***a, I ain't stupid over no harmless ho

You ain't listening yo, she bustin' more than nuts
Besides you barely know that slut
What don't think she know about the blow and the blow
And the G's and the G's and the shit from overseas

Well, if it come down to that, then I'm a squeeze
And since you feel like that, I'll keep the pistol
With the bitch on her knees, I'm still coming over there
Whatever yo she with that freak shit
I ain't on that creep shit, I'm coming to peep shit
Oh, n***a where you at? I'm down the street shit

Hold on Pull, I think that's the bitch at the door there, who dat?
It's me n***a, hold on, damn what the fuck took you so long?
What you was out a town or something? It's all good though
As long as you brought that phat ass with ya
Close the door, close the door, hold up
Fuck n***a, you ain't heard, I'm da baddest bitch