[Verse 1]
Wake up and smell the coffee, it's a new n***a in town
Gotta shake them haters off me, you know how Boosie get down
And I'm antisocial, n***a, don't fuck with none of you clowns
You play some games, n***a? Well I gotta hundred some rounds
I drop hit after hit and it's amazin'
Jump off in that coochie, now Lil' Boosie in amazement
Ask about me, n***a, I live this
If it's comin' out my mouth it's some real shit
A soldier but not like Soulja Boy, I can't dance
Because I keep a big knot in my pants, straight up
You want some big shit? (Call me) Some beef shit? (Call me)
My dawg, it's easy to see

[Chorus]
I got undeniable talent, undeniable talent
Undeniable talent, I'm a fool with this rappin'
Undeniable talent, undeniable talent

[Verse 2]
When I step off in the room, it's a full moon
The lights on if I got my ice on
Looking like a kingpin, jewelry like Slick Rick
Keyshia Cole saw me, said, "Boosie, that's too much shit"
Boosie, he be thuggin', hat to the back
Rollin' through the trap with the strap in my lap
Peter Pan fit, my favorite color green
When the cameras say, "Action," you see some shit you never seen
Bad bitches love me, they want to rip me out the frame
And I make they pussy jump out they drawers into my hands
Got my name on my chain, let you know it's me
I-10 on my neck as a memory
Two cars deep, Bentley chain, Bentley GT
But I'll be damned if that money, it gon' change me
Uncle, tell 'em I'm a beast (Hahaha)
[Verse 3]
I got undeniable talent, got it from my big cousin
Me and my n***as thuggin', [?] and them flippin' somethin'
I'm stackin', I'm spendin' money, told you, bitch, we was comin'
Sick Santa time, big stuntin' with the fuckin' rims runnin'
It's on tonight, if we pop tonight we shut the city down
Yeah, we smokin' out, keep movin', blow this shit here by the pound
Money out the asshole, got habits like keep the change
While you run that shit I peep the game, don't try me 'cause I keep my thing
It's thug life, mane, I live that G shit daily
Two gangsters to let you play me, make money, fuck, y'all can't hate me
Yeah, n***a, you better get you some business
I got talent like [?] be ducked off chillin'
I get pussy like clothes, I pick my hoes like fits
Some say n***as like golds 'cause they be hollin' 'bout me
I'm on some big boy shit, be in your city then flight
That's the shit I be likin'
Gettin' sucked up by hoes that's dykin', n***a