[Intro: Master P]
A little something something
Lights, camera, action

[Chorus: Master P]
One for the Gs, two to make 'em jump
Three for the hoes that be fiendin' for this ghetto funk
Got 'em fiendin' for the ghetto funk
Got 'em fiendin' for the ghetto funk
One for the Gs, two to make 'em jump
Three for the hoes that be fiendin' for the ghetto funk
Got 'em fiendin' for this ghetto funk
Got 'em fiendin' for this ghetto funk

[Verse 1: Master P]
Alize whipped up, cranked up, ooh-wee
Got two freaks in the jacuzzi
Wanna do me, me and my homie
I ain't trippin' on a motherfuckin' 'roni
Hit the club, start bumpin', jumpin'
Gat in my drawers and a n***a still humpin'
On this ho, but a bitch can't feel the gat
TRU n***as and you know we fully strapped
Hear the n***a talk shit, put they lights out
Other words, X n***as out like white-out
Roll through the town, mob with my n***as deep
Don't give a fuck about those hoes or the police
Got a beep on my way to the telly
Stop and got some lobster and steak to feed the belly
Hit the liquor store, got to pick up some gin and juice
'Cause you know I got to have my eighty proof
Dank smoke comin' out the window
Hit the sideshow busted a n***a in the Pinto
Ain't nothin' but a motherfuckin' gangsta party (What?)
It ain't nothin' but a motherfuckin' gangsta party
[Chorus: Master P]
One for the Gs, two to make 'em jump
Three for the hoes that be fiendin' for this ghetto funk
Got 'em fiendin' for this ghetto funk
Got 'em fiendin' for the ghetto funk

[Verse 2: Silkk The Shocker]
Hotel, motel, Holiday Inn
I'm 'bout to fuck me a girl, but I'ma fuck her friend
Now, um, you know what you came to do, I be TRU, baby
Don't believe the hype, you know it ain't about me and you
Now if you down with O.P.P., yeah, you know me
It ain't no fun if my homies can't have none
Now we share skirts like air, frankly, I don't care
I hits and run and then I'm up outta there
Now, um, baby, lately you can't get with me
If we don't love them hoes it's all all about my business
Now I really don't care what you like and what you don't
'Cause, um, only think I'm tryna do is get you drunk
Now I'm a diver, but I don't skinny dip, now picture this
A skinny n***a between the hips and I'm about to dip
Off in the traffic smilin' and laughin'
I met that, I had that, we did that, I done that

[Chorus: Master P]
One for the Gs, two to make 'em jump
Three for the hoes that be fiendin' for this ghetto funk
I got 'em fiendin' for this ghetto funk
I got 'em fiendin' for this ghetto funk
[Verse 3: Big Ed]
Bouncin' to the party, I just got paid
I'm looking for the finest ho so I can get laid
I done see more ass than any gynecologist
Smooth like a prism, got my B.A. and my master's in this playerism
No more then five minutes, a chocolate bunny
Now I though she was a fiend 'cause she wants to suck my dick with honey
Well, baby, let's discuss this
My name is Big Ed and a n***a get more dick than Butkus
See, I'm throwin' down more pipe than a plumber
Big Ed, I'm like a monsoon 'cause a n***a hit like thunder
And I got 'em creamin' like a Twinkie
I'm a bad man, ask your girl and her best friend
I like to bend 'em, and then I slide on in
So if you're down with foreplay, give me a signal
See, I'm true to the game
I hit your sister, your mama, your daughter, to me it's the same (It's all the same)

[Chorus: Master P & Big Ed]
One for the Gs, two to make 'em jump (It's all the same)
Three for the hoes that be fiendin' for this ghetto funk
Got 'em fiendin' for this ghetto funk
Got 'em fiendin' for this ghetto funk
One for the Gs, two to make 'em jump
Three for the hoes that be fiendin' for this ghetto funk
Got 'em fiendin' for this ghetto funk
Got 'em fiendin' for this ghetto funk