[Verse 1: Jeezy & Kinky B]
It's Hollywood n***a, you remember [?]
Cooked so many chickens they call me KFC
You can get original or extra crispy
[?] road is risky
In a highway [?] upstreet
[?] shopping from me
What you mean by original?
Fresh out the block
What you mean by extra crispy?
Fresh out the pot
I'm on the island [?]
[?] things
A n***a just payed me, want a 9 piece wings
A side of collard greens
You know, a couple pies
[?] my prices go down
[?]
Some Armond Hammer
Look out for the police scanner
What you need to make a mill dawg?
I don't know
Pyrax pots and [?] stove
Triple beam and some ziplock bags
And some bitch house man, to hide my stash
A wrental car and bout 4 or 5 bricks
[?]
[Chorus: Jeezy & Kinky B]
I ride dubs n***a, and I flip bricks
I guess what we tryna say man, we roll this shit
Kink B, you having cheese n***a
You goddam right
[?] all goddam night
I ride dubs n***a, and I flip bricks
I guess what we tryna say man, we roll this shit
Kink B, you having cheese n***a
You goddam right
[?] all goddam night

[Verse 2: Kinky B]
You ride dubs, and I flip bricks
Been doing this shit since [?]
You always told me that things'll never change
What I needed to do is maintain the game
So I suped up the game, made a little change
Knocking the [?] to put 10 on a Range
Now I'm still riding leather with the fuckin wood grain
TBE's and CD's, give you these mane
When them hoes see me, they be like that's a damb shame
Never did I think that Kinky be the man
From rags to riches, rats to bad bitches
To [?]
From bussin heads to duckin feds
To selling CD's making legitemet bread
[Chorus: Jeezy & Kinky B]
I ride dubs n***a, and I flip bricks
I guess what we tryna say man, we roll this shit
Kink B, you having cheese n***a
You goddam right
[?] all goddam night
I ride dubs n***a, and I flip bricks
I guess what we tryna say man, we roll this shit
Kink B, you having cheese n***a
You goddam right
[?] all goddam night

[Verse 3: Jeezy] & Kinky B
When I pull up to the club, man hoes start to stare
[?] how you do that there?
When you see me in the club, [?] I don't discuss
1 800, bricks to us
That's my pager number so hit me up
N***as riding the wave, thought I gave it up
Hell na, [?]
You know I'm still going coo-coo for kelos
[?]
[?] triple beam and leanin
[?] from the haters that's talking
[?] because the feds are watching
N***a running around, talk about what we copping
Shit it ain't no stopping, man fuck them coppers
[?] we flip bricks
I guess you can say Corpret Thugs the shit
[Chorus: Jeezy & Kinky B]
I ride dubs n***a, and I flip bricks
I guess what we tryna say man, we roll this shit
Kink B, you having cheese n***a
You goddam right
[?] all goddam night
I ride dubs n***a, and I flip bricks
I guess what we tryna say man, we roll this shit
Kink B, you having cheese n***a
You goddam right
[?] all goddam night