(feat Lil Wayne, Ludacris, Too $hort)

[Ludacris:]

You know we had to do a remix right

[Pharrell:]
Yezzir
[Ludacris:]
Hood anthemlet's gooWhoa!hey who'd have ever thought this would make it to the radioShawnna you a fool for this oneha haspecial shout out to Bill Clinton

[Hook:]

I was gettin some headgettin gettin some headI was gettin some headgettin gettin some headi was gettin some headgettin gettin some headi was with the kind of gurl that make ya toes pop

[Shawnna:]

Remix!

[Hook]

[Shawnna:]

Check itcuz i love that hood fashiongot a couple of sipsand im off the rip ready for action nigga fuck who you witcuz i be the bitch and it aint no askin why they all on my tipCuz i get them benjamins and Jacksons and they all in my griptell me who you know could spit that ill flow and make niggas sickbetta tell that stupid bitch to chill hoe it aint on that shitSee the fitted capi keep it real roestay on my lidnow he wanna ask me how it feel cuz he say im that bitchlet me slow it down and make a move wit itdo what it do wit itnow that i got me somegon let my crew hit itwe smokin bubble gumchunky and blueberryand berry get it crunkwe make it juke mannieand then givin headshawty ya too scaryi got my bitches in the lacim in that new caddyits time to get it poppinshawty is you readyi put that pussy on his face but it was too heavycuz i was

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[Too Short:]

She looked me up and down said you look like a pimpI new she been around i said do it like CorrineShe tried to be sexy I asked her can you stopI want the real deal I dont want a hand jobI know you betta tell em who pimped you firstAs soon as I'm finished let me quench yo thirstNothin but the best I know Imma getwhen you use tow hands and a whole lotta spitBitchYou got me hard as a rockI ran my fingerst hrough your hair when you strated to stopthis aint amateur nightand its not the Apollocome real wit the skills and you gots ta swallowmy phone kept rangin but this aint the endI was squeezin my toes and I cant press inI need to cum so I can gobut if I'm late again they know meI aint gotta say where I been

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[Weezy:] (Shawnnawat upI like what you doin shawty)

[Weezy:]

Weezy back of the Phantom tell him driver dont lookI tell her do ya thang and when you finished write a bookI sit back in the chair and then i break out the kushi hope she like banana cuz i got that fruit by the footShe say she love me well i love her when the lights dimyou can depend on her to catch it like a tight endsanta clausi leaver her wit a white chinyes i get alot of neck like a biuren85 on the bridge hat to the side23 inch Yokahamo flats on the rideYoung Stunna baby girl is ya up on itthey go so hard man i gotta wear a cup on iti'm the hottest thang around and if she like to catch then imma take em outshe said she dont do it but i am not a clownif i get her to my roomshe goin down

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[Pharrell:]

Man i make a feign for that blowthey be pumpin the p-pbe pumpin them hoesstick out they asslook how they tell me just goyou aint fuckin wit me when it come to these hoesblast fast across the chinwhat im sayin to them man i dont pretendpush one buttonhave the poor bitch dunkinkeep it goin like the grill in the air fuckinshe's a freakshe wants E's and the purple droshow her keys in the sturtigo shertigoshe said hurt her thoughin the cervicalshe mean murder thoughgive her vertigoball-a-gaint no apologywanna have a couple words but apologyman i seen ya sports car but its smaller bthe enzo is outside fo ya all to seeNigga look at my chainlook at my reignsrocks and watches bracelets blingkeepin it goin nigga til the break of danecant compare so you just complainmad as a bitch whatgrabbin ya bitchget OJ and start slappin ya bitchIm AC here's a cap for ya bitchwhile me and my nigga sit there and laugh at ya bitch
AC gotta stay mayneneva let em see you sweat thats the rule maynehit it til we through maynesend her back to you maynethas what we do maynebubble gum chew mayneother than that catch me gettin some breadwhen you see my billboards i'll be (i'll be) yezzir

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[Ludacris:]

Im my bed mindin my business bout five in the morningettin head a wonderful feelin im high and im zoninfrom this fire i was smokin and im chokin on that fruity wile this lil cutie's chokin on meright down to the tonsils them glands had to be swollenthey call me the head honchowhen man i keep it goin you think it was in slow motion and i beat em like they stole itspecially rollin off a little ecstasyi'm a hurrican sippa (sippa) make em see stars when they call me the big dippa (dippa)spit a few bars grab my tools and i drill her (drill her)jump in my car and im countin up my scrilla (scrilla)imma giggolo giggoloya man might be aiight but ludacris is a killa thoughso gone and ask around you can see what its hittin fomakin ya girl bedme and my third legif im talkin on the phone i forgot what you said cuz i was

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