[Chorus 1]
It's gone be crunk tight, we hittin' VIP tonight
And I guarantee you'll remember tonight with me
It's gone be crunk tight, we hittin' VIP tonight
And I guarantee you'll remember tonight with me

[Verse 1]
I'mma leave my house at eight
You's a superstar, so I'll try not to be late
First we're gone get a bite to eat
Steak and Ale or some place discrete
Cause boys already gone be sick
When I bring you in the club, that's my lick
I'll look over as you look so fine
As we start dinnеr off with a bottle of wine
We'll ridе in my new Infiniti truck
Cause I ain't drove it once since I bought it last month
And that club from earlier that you speak
We can't go there, I did a show there last week
And the girls over there wanna get with me
And I don't wanna see you have to protect yourself from fe-
-males, cause you two-star
Plus this other spot is up to par

[Chorus 1]
It's gone be crunk tight, we hittin' VIP tonight
And I guarantee you'll remember tonight with me
It's gone be crunk tight, we hittin' VIP tonight
And I guarantee you'll remember tonight with me
[Verse 2]
The club will be crunk, off the chain
We'll stay lowkey so the DJ won't say my name
Cause that'll probably throw it off for you
Seeing fifty dimes rushing at your trues
So when we go in, we'll try to stay silent
Just follow me and the light streams from my diamonds
We'll chill in VIP and keep my shit on the low
As I order any drink that you never had before
Oh, you wanna try Hpnotiq?
Yeah, it tastes good, I don't think that you'll knock it
But if you do, I'll get some Pérignon
Twelve-hundred a pop, guaranteed to turn you on
Followed up by sixteen French bottles of wine
I plan to make sure that you have a good time
And you never forget this night
When everything was just right

[Chorus 1]
It's gone be crunk tight, we hittin' VIP tonight
And I guarantee you'll remember tonight with me
It's gone be crunk tight, we hittin' VIP tonight
And I guarantee you'll remember tonight with me
It's gone be crunk tight, we hittin' VIP tonight
And I guarantee you'll remember tonight with me
It's gone be crunk tight, we hittin' VIP tonight
And I guarantee you'll remember tonight with me
[Bridge 1]
[?]

[Chorus 2]
This G, they wanna be
This G, they wanna be
This G, they wanna be
It's this G, they wanna be

[Verse 3]
I got this girl game locked
Haters agg' 'cause of the stars I bring on the block
Ever seen a redhead on her knees?
Double that n***a, and you're talking 'bout Lee
Every week I do at least one menage
Two gals on my dick means killa ass foreplay
I remember when I hit my first Indian meat
Smashed that pussy like a dog in a heat
I'm cold when it comes to these hoes
I'm tryna knock that ass off like my Rover on fours
I never get head for less than an hour
Catch me in the Jacuzzi with four dimes in my shower
My homie, three captivates the mind
Follow up by the twenties and they hypnotized
Then I reel 'em in with the bling
I'm blazin' more hits than a boxing ring
[Chorus 2]
This G, they wanna be
This G, they wanna be
This G, they wanna be
It's this G, they wanna be

[Verse 4]
I'mma Viper n***a, I stang hoes and put 'em down
Catch 'em once from the back and they out from they gown
I stack 'em from the front, straight hit 'em with the fangs
Yeah they know what's up, hoppin' on a thug mane
I'm movin' these gals, too advanced [?]
I get more call backs than the US stacks office
It's like an addiction these hoes can't shake
Kind of like a crack head fiendin' for cake
These see me rollin', in my eight-fifty
All the stars, they wanna come get me
I park my car, and make a phone call
As they tappin' on my windows and want it all
My limo driver answers and she come scoop me up
She comes through grindin' in my black stretch truck
Ever seen a balla sucked in a long whip
Follow up with a mob of dimes who wants a free tip?

[Chorus 2]
This G, they wanna be
This G, they wanna be
This G, they wanna be
It's this G, they wanna be
This G, they wanna be
This G, they wanna be
This G, they wanna be
It's this G, they wanna be

[Chorus 3]
(esool m'I ekil em yalp ot niyrt uoy ta kooL)
This is thug verses
(esool m'I ekil em yalp ot niyrt uoy ta kooL)
Dome-shot verses

[Verse 4]
This is thug verses, I thought you knew
No sound came out, and you don't know who
Hit ya, but you got put down quick
Now you dead, dreamin bout 2006
Back-doored, hit yo boys in the dome
Now you gone from the nickel plated chrome
Low haters thinkin that they can stop me
(esool m'I ekil em yalp ot niyrt uoy ta kooL)
But I switched it up, and made you sloppy
But they gon dress you up and send you to church
(esool m'I ekil em yalp ot niyrt uoy ta kooL)
But you ain't hoppin' out a lac, you comin' out of a hearse
And when they read yo eulogy
Word gone pass, you got stumped by C
Another dead in a line of fire
Wasn't drafted but enlisted, and got retired
Now you know what's the deal
R.I.P. chill, with cap on peel

[Chorus 3]
This is Thug Verses
R.I.P. verses
(esool m'I ekil em yalp ot niyrt uoy ta kooL)

[Verse 5]
Just got word from my lawyer, he say
(esool m'I ekil em yalp ot niyrt uoy ta kooL)
The most that I can get is one to thirty days
Appreciate your D.A., finally something real
And the judge showed a baller how she feel
Now it's time to celebrate
Life is good, yeah, life is great
Bout to hit downtown, chill for a little bit
My cap three quarters back, mane, I'm legit
N***as lookin' at me crazy as these gals stare me down
And they choosin a thug
As the club pumps the sound out the speakers
Why? Cause I'm the shit
(esool m'I ekil em yalp ot niyrt uoy ta kooL)
And to top it off, a n***a rich
Eight gals to a head, time to do what I do
(esool m'I ekil em yalp ot niyrt uoy ta kooL)
This dime up on a baller, and her crew is too
We drinkin, and they straight lovin' me, though
Did some powder, little X, now they ready to go
To my crib

[Chorus 3]
This is Thug Verses
Dome-shot verses
This is Thug Verses
R.I.P. verses

(esool m'I ekil em yalp ot niyrt uoy ta kooL)
(esool m'I ekil em yalp ot niyrt uoy ta kooL)
(esool m'I ekil em yalp ot niyrt uoy ta kooL)
(esool m'I ekil em yalp ot niyrt uoy ta kooL)
(esool m'I ekil em yalp ot niyrt uoy ta kooL)
(esool m'I ekil em yalp ot niyrt uoy ta kooL)
(esool m'I ekil em yalp ot niyrt uoy ta kooL)
(esool m'I ekil em yalp ot niyrt uoy ta kooL)

[Chorus 4]
Boys, they know
And you marks gone feel me fo' sho'
Boys, they know
And you marks gone feel me fo' sho'
Boys, they know
And you marks gone feel me fo' sho'
Boys, they know
And you marks gone feel me fo' sho'

[Verse 6]
Motherkcuf you
I'm hip to you busta's, these boys ain't cool
You marks gone get [hit?]
When [?] (hollows) comin' out to mix you up
Remindin' me of girls, the way you gossip
But I'mma make sure that this nine'll stop it
I know you ain't real, mark hctib
But I can't figure out if you soft or a snitch
Guess you was a youngster, had to have been
You boys was marks and now you can't consider it
It's official, I'm wild, fool
I'm callin' all you boys out, yeah what you gone do?
These saggin ain't talkin' bout nothin'
Bring 'em to the field and it's stopped 'em from bumpin'
The way I win got you agg' and trippin'
And your hatred gone catch you slippin'
Chumps, mad cause I'm stingin'
They wanna take away my shine, cause I'm blingin'
Boys gone learn, the game's on me
And me losin' will never be
So bring it on, (bitch n***as)
Y'all fingers hard from workin', my fingers soft from triggers
Best to stay real, don't get out of line
And stayin' on your (ho-ass) work grind

[Chorus 4]
Boys, they know
And you marks gone feel me fo' sho'
Boys, they know
And you marks gone feel me fo' sho'
Boys, they know
And you marks gone feel me fo' sho'
Boys, they know
And you marks gone feel me fo' sho'

[Verse 7]
I don't care if you a rapper trick
I show love for your album, you ain't buy mine, (bitch)?
Worse than these other busta's with cash
You's a mark, so on you I mash
Matter of fact, you like the rest of these boys
I got you ([?]) called out, bring your toys
That's what I thought
Ain't nothin' in your mouth, that's soft words [that's caught?]
Now what you wanna say?
You stuck out cause all the girls givin' me all the play
You busta's ain't doin' nothing, gun in front of your mouth
Why don't you come through and see what I'm 'bout?
See, I knew from [jump?]
You boys are punks, so now it's time for me to dump
These heaty ones out the chamber
And leave you so no one can claim ya

[Chorus 4]
Boys, they know
And you marks gone feel me fo' sho'
Boys, they know
And you marks gone feel me fo' sho'