[Intro: Converse]
Yeah!
Scrimps! And juice, bitch!
That's what I want, you got that here?
You have-you got any Chinese spare ribs up in this motherfucker?
Fuck that, give me some scrimp and juice
Motherfucker, I'ma get loose up in this bitch right now!

[Verse 1: Foe Foe]
24 with the gold tip, scrimps and juice
All platinum with the gold grip, about to get loose
Triple black windows like "What that is?"
Foe Foe and the Rydas in the big body Benz
All my friends is close and my enemies closer
'Til wind up pictured, on the Have You Seen Me poster
Sippin' on the beach with hoes feedin' me grapes
I had to get up out the hood into a gated estate
All the haters need to back the fuck up before I back the truck up
And leave your crew all shot and stuck up
In the hood, all the money in the world ain't nothin'
That's why they always hate you for somethin'
Motherfuckers!

[Verse 2: Full Clip]
Ryda convoy rollin' tough again
Black hummer H2 on the 42 spins
Scrimp and juice bar, restin' in the console
Foldaway hatch with the strippers pole
Lil Shank comin' through with a gang of chickens
And plenty of that nose candy for them hoes that dippin'
Take them bitches down, send 'em home with limps
And I be sippin' on my juice and double-dippin my scrimps
[Chorus: Sugar Slam & Converse]
You have that juice and scrimp, don't ride boy, you's a pimp (Get your money, man)
When I ride with you, boy let me ride with you (Get your money, man)
You have that juice and scrimp, don't ride boy, you's a pimp (Get your money, man)
When I ride with you, boy let me ride with you (Get your money, man)

[Verse 3: Bullet]
Get off my plate bitch, my scrimp
I walk with a pimp limp, I'm no simp
I'm a Ryda, even when I walk I'm ridin'
In the small of my back is a Glock I'm hidin'
When I pull out, motherfuckers' foreheads blow out
I'm one them thugs, the reason you don't go out
Me and Lil Shank, Full Clip, and Cell Block
Ride with us, we drop you off shell shocked
Juice and scrimps, gangsta fury
Don't worry, weed man comin' through in a hurry
And my name, you motherfuckers know my name
You won't forget it when I bury one deep in your brain!

[Verse 4: Sawed Off]
Seven days a week, sippin' juice, eatin' shrimp
Bubba Gump ain't got shit on me, man I be parlayin'
You would think I'd stay by the sea
Because the hood the whole hood smell fishy, butter 'em up dawg!
Barbeque, sautéed, pan-fried
Whatever tall glass of homemade Rydas juice, bitch it's on!
When we chillin, it's like a lunch break
Cause thuggin' all the time could make a motherfucker hungry
[Chorus: Sugar Slam & Converse]
You have that juice and scrimp, don't ride boy, you's a pimp (Get your money, man)
When I ride with you, boy let me ride with you (Get your money, man)
You have that juice and scrimp, don't ride boy, you's a pimp (Get your money, man)
When I ride with you, boy let me ride with you (Get your money, man)

[Verse 5: Cell Block]
Ballin' outta control
My money folds and bills with big faces
And every money is delivered in some suitcase
And my scrimp and juice is on swole, and keeps all the Ryda [?]
On some dime Cristall and any luxury
Cell Block got the hood unlocked, slangin' all types of rock
And kill a motherfucker runnin' his spot
It's my streets, it's my ground and that bump is my sound
You can hear my system pound from the other side of town

[Verse 6: Lil' Shank]
Since I was knee high to a big wheel
I was always determined to role with a crew of Rydas, keepin' it real
I met Bullet, Foe Foe, Full Clip, Converse
Sawed Off, Cell Block, all this shit was unheard
But we had mad dreams of makin' it big
Shrimp and juice, warm butter on my lobster bib
Pimpin', thuggin', ridin', mashin'
Seven black trucks parked at the Ryda mansion
And it don't stop
So go ahead wipe that cocktail sauce off yo chin and count that money, man!
Psychopathic Rydas all up in this bitch
And we don't give a shit, go ahead and get your shrimp!
[Chorus: Sugar Slam, Converse & Lil' Shank]
You have that juice and scrimp, don't ride boy, you's a pimp (Get your money, man)
When I ride with you, boy let me ride with you (Get your money, man)
You have that juice and scrimp, don't ride boy, you's a pimp (Get your money, man)
When I ride with you, boy let me ride with you (Get your money, man) (I don't know long this gon' ride, but I'ma tell you somethin')

[Outro: Sugar Slam & Lil' Shank]
You have that juice and scrimp, don't ride boy, you's a pimp (What you need to do is take your ass back in the kitchen and bring me out one of them goblets of shrimp)
When I ride with you, boy let me ride with you (As you can see, I'm running a little low over here)
You have that juice and scrimp, don't ride boy, you's a pimp (Oh no, oh no, you can put that on my [?] baby, yeah act like you know)
When I ride with you, boy let me ride with you (That's right, real heavy on the cocktail sauce, pimpin'!)
You have that juice and scrimp, don't ride boy, you's a pimp (Shrimp and juice, 2005 to infinity!)
When I ride with you, boy let me ride with you (Psychopathic Rydas and Big Daddy Coconut up in this motherfucker!)
Keepin' it greasy for y'all
Hang tight...
Velvet

[Skit]
9-1-1, what's your emergency?
Uh yeah, we need some, uh, pigs, I mean police over around the Wyoming and [?] there's some bitch, I mean some chick over there gettin' raped, hurry up!
Ok sir, we're gonna send units-
Alright, so check this out man, check this out
Right when those motherfuckers pull up, then we pull and start dumpin' on their motherfuckin' ass!
Buck, buck!