Yo yo
    [Verse 1- Memph]
  I swear to God I'm addressin all types of shit
  Tote big guns, with all types of clips
  See those cars I be in, all types of whips
  All those whores I got, all types of chicks
  See those sneaks I rock, all types of kicks
  In the double xl, in all types of flicks
  On my two way pager, typin' shit
  I made alot of records, all type of hits
  I was told to get dough, all types of chips
  Flip weed, coke, dough, all types of bricks
  I've been overseas, on all types of trips
  My coke come on a boat, all types of ships
  Catch me on hac(?) indica, S type and shit
  The new CL, type s and shit
  And I bust guns at all types of clicks
  Took four and made all types of flips, motherfucker
    [Chorus]
  We got the S class, the Cadillac, and excel
  We blowin up y'all, we got all types of V's
  We got the chocolate, Hawaiian skunk, and purple haze
  Roll it up y'all, we got all types of trees
  We got the 4-4, the glock nine, and bright ghost
  We throw it up y'all, we got all types of guns
  We got the pesos, the dolla bills, the yen and mar
  Throw it up y'all, we got all types of ones
    [Verse 2-Memph]
  Fuckin wit these records, I made all types of deals
  Fuckin wit these wild dudes, i tote all types of steel
  Fuckin wit these streets, Im in all types of beef
  And now, that I'm on, i got all types of creeps
  Movie stars, chickenheads, all types of freaks
  Hydro, chocolate, all types of trees
  Bentleys, widebodies, all types of v's
  Yamaha's, snowmobiles, all types of skis
  Know Bleek done it all, all types of things
  Know the squad rock ice, all types of bling
  And I learnt from the best, all types of vets
  You know I throw it up, on all types of sets
  And you know I hear it all, all types of hate
  But Bleek benchpress all types of weight
  When my shit drop, I'm gonna get all types of scans
  And rap the logo on all types of vans, motherfucker
    [Chorus 2x]
    [Jay-Z]
  Yea man, it's Young Hova
  Coolin out, young Memph Bleek, you know?
  Wha ya niggaz need man?, whacha do, wha ya 'vice man?
  You smoke, drink, do dope man, got dat shit man
  Wha'cha hoes wanna see us in, suv's, coupes, drops?
  We got all dat shit man
  Wha'cha like man, wha'cha u wanna see us in, five, ten bedrooms?
  We sleep in twenty, we sleep in twenty, man
  Wha'cha need, movie theaters, duplexes, triplexes, we got that man
  Wha'cha wanna see us in, rocawear furs, holla man
  Ma, what you wanna see us in?
    [Girl Talking]
  yo, you know what I need to see u in
  I need to see you in some briefs
    [music stops]
  [Jay-Z]
  Briefs!?
  [singing]
  No we don't do that..hahaha....holla!