[Wacko]
  Yeah, U T P nigga, come on! K L C nigga, come on! Holla!
  
  [Verse 1: Wacko]
  I done tightened up on my G dog
  Wacko outcher flippin' these hoes like see saws
  Ya man trippin'? Girl, look we can creep on
  Ya friends stressin' too, I'll flip all 3 of yall
  Respect my steez, I ain't really bout fallin in love
  I travel too much and Baby sling too many drugs
  Stay in the wrong place at the wrong time
  With 2 bricks,(two of 'em) and a chrome 9
  To these niggas I'm easy to be provokin'
  Look, I got 1 in the chamber and I been smokin'
  Don't make me proceed
  I'll hit you from ya neck to ya knees
  Have ya gaggin' where ya barely could breathe
  But I ain't in here for this
  Whoadie, I'm in here to get me a bitch
  Bring her back to the telly to issue some dick
  Hook up with Juve and Skip, go get me a brick
  And get ready for next Sunday, to snatch a new bitch
  
  [Chorus: repeat 3X]
  [Juvenile] You can have an ole' lady
  [Skip] But them hoes
  [Wacko] They for everybody
  
  [Juvenile] Let her go dog, that ain't ya hoe dog
  [Skip] Let me get broke off
  [Wacko] In this jump off!
  
  [Verse 2: Skip]
  I done tightened up on my G dog
  I was ducked out at first but now I beat broads
  Cock back, BAM! Bash in her teeth, AWW
  Guarantee you this, that bitch gone see stars!
  Respect my gangsta
  I see you looking mad and I ain't 'cha
  I know +50 Cent+ and bitch I ain't no +Wanksta+
  And I don't get down like that
  In the right time, at the right spot
  If you try to buck, you gone get shot
  Hey fella, calm down. I know what ya thinkin'
  But I got 1 in this chamber and I been drinkin'
  Don't make me proceed
  Spit in ya face, bastard ya seed
  Widow ya wife, you don't need my shit in ya life!
  Especially how I'm feeling tonight
  If it was good, it'd be different
  But it's not, so it's not, so let's end it!
  And bring this shit back to business
  You can have yo bitch dog
  I live by the rules I'm givin'
  
  [Chorus]
  
  [Verse 3: Juvenile]
  Come on, come on, come on
  Grab yo bitch my the arm cuz if she stop she hit
  Oh, I know how to get 'em, I hit her with lotsa dick
  The simple things I'm knowing that she probably miss
  And in return, she going out and buy me shit!
  I hope my adversaries is listening:
  Motherfucka with tryna be eased from these D-vils
  Cuz we evil in this!
  I'm not about to waste my cream on a bitch
  I be outcher tryna get money, while she scheming for dick
  I ain't gone lie, if my ole lady leave a nigga, I'm sick
  But fuck it, we ain't married, so she ain't got nothing to get
  I had to go in fronta the jury January the 6th
  I promise, ya Honor, I ain't been doin' the shit!
  They just like to keep niggas like me in a mix
  And use it on TV and radio as a skit
  Wanna see some masks, move to the bricks
  But before you make that move grab the tool and the clips
  Ya heard me?
  
  [Chorus]
  
  [Juvenile] Let her go dog, that ain't ya hoe dog
  [Skip] Let me get broke off
  [Wacko] In this jump off