[Intro: Nick Cannon & Slim]
May I have your attention, please?
This is the youngest CEO of Can-I-Ball
And I brought some friend in with me
To the left (Do it, do it, do it, do it, do it)
That's right, my man Slim is on the vocals
To the right (Do it, do it, do it, do it, do it)
And Mr. Kanye West is on the beat
To the left (Do it, do it, do it, do it, do it)
To the right (Do it, do it, do it, do it, do it)

[Chorus: Slim]
My wife, my wife
My queen, my queen
Your the one I like
Shorty, do what you do for me

[Verse 1: Nick Cannon]
Hey, girl, I know I said that I'm not your man
But Cannon got plans to put a rock on your hand
I'm in the same color phantom as rotten bananas
We split, know we goin' to the [?]
Wanna get married, cold feet wanted to scare me
I told her that was for the birds but she want a Kaneri
Got tеn carrots rock and 'em no lie
Promise to stay monogamist—I'll try
But off that patron anything can happеn
That's Can, Slim, and Kanye that got you dancin'
Got the hold block full pf cops and ambulances
Ma, I keep my pockets fat like Hammer pants
[Chorus: Slim]
My wife, my wife
My queen, my queen
Your the one I like
Shorty, do what you do for me
My wife, my wife
My queen, my queen
Your the one I like
Shorty, do what you do for me

[Verse 2: Nick Cannon]
(Shorty) It's [?], not matrimony
So I'ma need a lap dance at the Bachelor Party
Yo, I read on the Internet that we was endin' it
But that's a rumor—we friends with benefits
Lil' mama, you my pride and joy
All that chicks on the side, they are not important
I know pimpin' ain't easy, but I'm tired of whorin'
Kinda like when Jordan retired from scorin'
Kinda like When Cliff got tired of Lauren
We can break up, but, ma, you know we gon make up
Way that ass shake you hard to stay away from
Words can't explain, so Slim just say it

[Chorus: Slim]
My wife, my wife
My queen, my queen
Your the one I like
Shorty, do what you do for me
My wife, my wife
My queen, my queen
Your the one I like
Shorty, do what you do for me
[Verse 3: Nick Cannon]
Yo, Kanye, make 'em rock to this
You know a player in his prime like Optimus
Transforming from a pimp to monogamous
With chicks runnin' through my mind like John Malkovich
[?] last name ya, switch the whole game
Gotta rock so big, she can't lift her finger
I wonder if you had Eddie Murphy "Boomerang" ya
L.A. face, but she is a East Coast gangsta
With the body like an [?]
Tight make ya say I don't want a prenup
Why four? Shorty, you got money too
So let's skip the wedding and go straight to the honeymoon

[Chorus: Slim]
My wife, my wife
My queen, my queen
Your the one I like
Shorty, do what you do for me
My wife, my wife
My queen, my queen
Your the one I like
Shorty, do what you do for me

[Outro: Nick Cannon & Slim]
Put your cups up! Ha-ha
It's the new wedding anthem
To the left (Do it, do it, do it, do it, do it)
To the right (Do it, do it, do it, do it, do it)
To the left (Do it, do it, do it, do it, do it)
To the right (Do it, do it, do it, do it, do it)