Niggas, bitches, bitch-ass niggas
Dyke-ass hoes, black-ass, bright-ass hoes
Fags, hags, and scalawags, get y'all motherfuckin' ass on the floor, ya heard?
It's about to go down like a motherfuckin' plane crash
It's about to burn like a bad ass perm
Ya boy, Mannie Fresh
With Young Jeezy, ya heard?
Yeah, let's get it

First I'm gon' stack my flo' (and then what?)
Then I'm gon' stack some mo' (and then what?)
Close shop then I do my count
Hide the rest of the yams at my auntie house (and then what?)
Get fresh and jump in one of dem cars (yeah)
Hit the club and get one of dem broads (and then what?)
It's a wrap, we on the way to the house
By 3:45 I'll be kickin' her out (ayy)

Patty cake, patty cake, microwave (microwave)
Suckas make a square, goddamn I'm paid (ha-ha)
I'm so cool, but I'm so hot, and I'm
I'm so fly, and you, you're so not (nope)
Show me what you're workin' with just like that (like that)
Turn around, bend over, bring it back (bring it back)
Snowman and Mannie Fresh, bring it back (bring it back)
It's Mannie Fresh and Snowman, it's a wrap (let's get it)
Strapped up in the club, yeah, I'm so crazy
These other rappers actors like Patrick Swayze (ha-ha)
I tried to tell 'em but these niggas ain't hearin' me
Mossberg pump, I'm ridin' shotgun literally (damn)
Live from the projects, you know what it is
Ayy, Snowman (what up?), can I get a ad-lib? (Yeah)
Get the club crunk, can't take that from me (yeah)
Ain't dropped yet, still got Lil' Jon money (ayy)

First I'm gon' stack my flo' (and then what?)
Then I'm gon' stack some mo' (and then what?)
Close shop then I do my count
Hide the rest of the yams at my auntie house (and then what?)
Get fresh and jump in one of dem cars (yeah)
Hit the club and get one of dem broads (and then what?)
It's a wrap, we on the way to the house
By 3:45 I'll be kickin' her out (ayy)

I see you lookin' (ha-ha), with your lookin' ass
Catch Snowman in the kitchen with his cookin' ass (yeah)
I'm so clean, but I'm, I'm so grimy
I ride so dirty but yet, I'm so shiny
My nigga Kinky B told me finish my meal
Def Jam, seven figures, we can finish the deal (yeah)
Some say I lucked up, I call it perfect timing (yeah)
Nigga, I can't lose, the whole city's behind me (ayy)

Let's get it

First I'm gon' stack my flo' (and then what?)
Then I'm gon' stack some mo' (and then what?)
Close shop then I do my count
Hide the rest of the yams at my auntie house (and then what?)
Get fresh and jump in one of dem cars (yeah)
Hit the club and get one of dem broads (and then what?)
It's a wrap, we on the way to the house
By 3:45 I'll be kickin' her out (ayy)

I got million dollar dreams and federal nightmares (ayy)
We pop Cris', my nigga, and still drink beers (that's right)
What did you expect, man, I came from nothin' (nothin)
Real street nigga and wouldn't change for nothin' (nah)
Got my niggas out the hood, it's such a wonderful feeling (yeah)
Three car garage with the twelve foot ceilings (ayy)
It oughta be a crime just to feel this good
I swear it oughta be a crime just to be this hood (ayy)

First I'm gon' stack my flo' (and then what?)
Then I'm gon' stack some mo' (and then what?)
Close shop then I do my count
Hide the rest of the yams at my auntie house (and then what?)
Get fresh and jump in one of dem cars (yeah)
Hit the club and get one of dem broads (and then what?)
It's a wrap, we on the way to the house
By 3:45 I'll be kickin' her out (ayy)

Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Byron O. Thomas, Jay Jenkins