[Chorus]
You for sure
You've got yours
I've got mine's and we're ballin'
So call up everybody
Let's pitch in on a party for sure
You've got yours
I've got mine's and we're ballin'
So call up everybody
Let's pitch in on a party for sure

[Verse 1]
Jingle jingle, we've go the lingo
With so much heat it's hard for us to pick the first single
It don't matter 'cause I'm underground anyway
Rich ballin', bitch call and fly any day
You dirty n***as, y'all too wack to dance
Y'all need to ease up off that down before y'all splint y'all pants
And leave that up to my n***as, young fly n***as
Gettin' down, do or die n***as, don't try, n***as
I changed my mind, I don't want your bitch
'Cause sorry ass women just don't get rich
You could keep her
I'd rather have a fifi bag because it's cheaper
You can't come up for air now, I gets deeper
And my hold is so cold, it's a sleeper
So pass the reefer
And to you false ballin' n***as, just grab your crotches
But if you paid, pat your pockets and say...
[Chorus]
You for sure
You've got yours
I've got mine's and we're ballin' (What?)
So call up everybody (L.A.)
Let's pitch in on a party for sure (Yes)
You've got yours
I've got mine's and we're ballin'
So call up everybody
Let's pitch in on a party for sure

[Verse 2]
My girlfriend left me today
So which one of you fine ass women wanna come up here and play?
That's what the homie told me, tryin' to cop the Cancun
Then I caught him in there hunchin' in my downstairs bathroom
And in the kitchen on the TV by the dancefloor
By my big screen TV -- where your pants go?
Boy, you n***as, I swear
I try to throw y'all raggedy ass a party
And y'all don't even care
Cigarette burns in my plush
Empty beer bottles in the brush
And my bitch acting like a lush
Boy, what else could go wrong?
Somebody kick the extension cord out...
To the sounds, now it's on
Y'all done fucked up
Get on, get out
Speed up, n***a
Get up, take your weed on
Yeah n***a, the drunk n***a said it
Your pockets, that's where I'm headed
We singin'...
[Chorus]
For sure
You've got yours
I've got mine's and we're ballin'
So call up everybody
Let's pitch in on a party for sure
You've got yours
I've got mine's and we're ballin'
So call up everybody
Let's pitch in on a party for sure

[Interlude]
Rock out with it, hop on it

[Chorus]
You for sure
You've got yours
I've got mine's and we're ballin'
So call up everybody
Let's pitch in on a party for sure
You've got yours
I've got mine's and we're ballin'
So call up everybody (What?)
Let's pitch in on a party for sure