[Intro: Chingy & Nelly sample]
Yeah
Ay dirty
I got the n***a on [?] ain't no need to say nuttin' else (Yep)
(One)

[Chorus: Nelly sample & Chingy]
I like the way you do that right thurr (Sing it girl) (Come on)
You just remember why you do that right thurr (Uh) (Another one)
I said I like the way you do that right thurr (Uh)
You just remember why you do that right thurr (Uh) (Another one)
I said I like the way you do that right thurr (Uh)
You just remember why you do that right thurr (Uh) (Another one)
I said I like the way you do that right thurr (Uh) ([?] [?] n***a)
You just remember why you do that right (Ay) thurr (Uh) (Ay)

[Verse 1: Chingy]
I'm goin' down down, baby, yo street in a Range Rover (Woo)
Say another word, this K a have your brains hangover (Blat, blat-blat)
Hip hop ain't pop, sellout, change over (Over)
You frustrated wondering who snatched the chain, soldier
I ain't Biggie but what is beef? (What is?)
Callin' cowards out who beef, takin' it to the streets (Let's go)
Already had to drop Ali now I'm commin' for your crown
I put out We Got, took it, yeah, hoe, I hold it down
People tellin' me to stop 'cause they know how we do (Know how we do)
Somebody said you was a Country singer, is that true?
But it's all in your head, if I miss I'm shootin' over and over again
Until I hit then it's drop down and get your sleep on, boy
I don't flap my wings, n***a, I clap them things (Blaow!)
I [?] [?] [?] and I ain't start [?] [?] (Salad)
[?] said you need a pussy good and that's on J.I.B (J.I.B)
[Chorus: Nelly sample & Chingy]
I like the way you do that right thurr (Uh) (Ay)
You just remember ([?] could've told me "stop") why you do that right thurr (Uh) (Another one) (But if a n***a keep shootin' at me, I'ma shoot back)
I said I like the way you do that right thurr (Uh)
You just remember why you do that (Shoot back) right thurr (Uh) (Another one) (Ya understand what I'm sayin'?)
I said I like the way you do that right thurr (Uh) (N***a ya rollin' with us or under us, dirty?)
You just remember why you do that right thurr (Uh) (Another one) (That's what it is, n***a, Slot-A-Lot, Get It Boyz, Hood Stars, 49 [?])
I said I like the way you do that right thurr (Uh) ([?] [?] n***a)
You just remember why you do that right thurr (Uh)

[Verse 2: Chingy]
Yeah I fucked a couple stars, bought a couple cars, livin' life like a baller now, I'm feuding with a couple mark
But I ain't trippin', bring ya bitches if [?] hate me
But coast to coast n***as ain't feelin' you, don't try to play me
I know the art of war it's what I got artillery for
I'm suiting up with heavy metal 'bout to kill me a whore
I'm glad T.I. made that song 'cause you don't know me
Ya gangsta? Know where we live so you gotta show me
Ol' hate n***a, arrogant ass fake n***a
Put this K on ya, lean back and watch ya shake, n***a
Ain't no mistaking ya bloodline is hate, n***a
Ya peoples tried to roll through, why skate, n***a?
Pistol play, n***a, guns to the face, n***a
Make my day, n***a, get your shit erased, n***a
The evil looks only tell me that you soft as cotton
I'm the new breed, give it up, man, [?] [?]