[Bullet:]
This is Bullit with my Ryda dog Full Clip and we be ridin and ridin and ridin and check this out, we don't, oh s*** here comes Sweet Daddy Coconut...
[Sweet Daddy Coconut:]
When I walk up in the club I be havin' the m****f***in' 2 liter in my waste m****f****s be mean mugging me throwin' they little 50 dollar down for they cup of __ and what not. Hey man hey look here playa you ain't even tryin' to see a m****f***in' Ryda cause I'll pull out the m****f***in' heat and make all yall boogie
[Full Clip:]
Had my pants b***on down sequence shirts
Cabbage patchin makin yo body twirk
It's all good when Full Clip steps out on the floor
Pull out the __ runnin for the door
I love 10 the hot box are flyin
Every rouge cutta in this b**** is dyin
And once I stretch out all the sonic old f***
I hold down the bar huntin' for nedens to tag
Every club no the Rydas be true thugs
Red carpet burners turn into [?] hug
Security gimmie dap the second I walk in
Drinks on the house Remy c**e and Hen
m****f****s got feel for me, no love
That's why I be wearin house shoes up in the club
b**** I don't dance but if you wanna boogie
I'll a hot thrill in your a** MOTHA f****
[Big Daddy Coconut:]
You see that sparklin' b****, that's me m****f***in' watch on wrist diamonds on m****f***in' pinkies m****f***in' Mink to the flo, you better check this here playa
[Cell Block:]
OK a Ryda don't dance a killa don't talk
Get stupid in the club leave em lined in chalk
And stretch out with a couple holes in ya body
Ask anyone of my n***** we all rowdy
Get rowdy at the drop of a dime
Dancing for suckas real n***** ain't got time
For you hip hop b****** dance all night long
Know who you are and this is your f*****' song
While you at a club thinking you're a pimp
I'm at home with your woman slingin' d*** to your b****
[Bullit:]
I don't dance f*** dancin' I'll make you dance
I'll blow your feet out the bottom of your pants
Leave the jiggy s*** to Will Smith and Dru Hill
Cause if I come up in the club blood gone spill
Disco lights f*****s like in boogie nights
And little p**** whipped p****** get in fist fights
I'll run up in that m****f**** one time
And have everybody wishin' they was at Columbine
Sike... silk shirt with finesse
And now you got you blood all over your b****** dress
[Big Daddy Coconut:]
As soon as I seen her from a far she had Carmel skin with green eyes and a skirt that was huggin' ever inch of her hour glass figure, you no I had to dip
[Lil' Shank:]
Pimpin' like a n**** out of control
Watchin' booties jiggle like a Jell-O mold
I step to her and she act real cold
She asked did I wanna step to the dance floor
I said that I been known to boogie
But I never get my dance on
I said that I been known to boogie
But I never get my dance on
Now b**** do you wanna get down cause I aint got the time
To play like R Kelly and try to b**p and grind
We can leave this here club and do it right quick
You can slide me some p**** and I can shoot you this d***
[Big Daddy Coconut:]
So basically how the night ended up I was sittin' up under some silk sheets with this m****f***in' Carmel little b**** that I met around the way, suppose she has drank a couple bottles of crissie, and smoked a couple ounces of my finest s***, and I did it doggy style and kicked that b**** to the curb, now its about 2:30AM and I'm on way up to 7 Eleven to get me a m****f***in' sixer. Cause I'ma Ryda b**** and the m****f***in' night don't end, you see these black truck wheels just spinnin off in the mother f***** moonlight b**** you better have some friends, and as the sun rise in the morning I wake up to pimp again hoe, so all you b****** with no panties, get ready for the Rydas. Cause when you see a m****f**** walkin' in with crocodile on his m****f***in' feet, and he might have the matchin' m****f***in' belt, and maybe he got a little silk suit on or some s***, you better recognize a m*****f*****' playa b****. Cause we don't walk up in this m****f**** like a chump a** square. We come in this m****f**** shinin' with our m****f***in' nose in the air b****. You get the m****f***in' privilege to talk to a pimp, b**** you better respect that s*** you better shut the f*** and no what the f*** your dealin' with here, cause Rydas are a m****f***in dime a dozen b****, you don't see a Ryda around every corner, you don't see a pimp around every corner, so when you get the privilege to talk to a Ryda you better shut the f*** up and understand what its like to understand a pimp. Understand what I'm sayin' b****? See the game is not mean to be m****f***in' told, it's to be sold. So I really don't understand why I'm sittin' here wastin' my time education the rest of yall m****f****s on this here Rydas s***, on this here pimp s***, on how the f*** we do it b****.
This is Bullit with my Ryda dog Full Clip and we be ridin and ridin and ridin and check this out, we don't, oh s*** here comes Sweet Daddy Coconut...
[Sweet Daddy Coconut:]
When I walk up in the club I be havin' the m****f***in' 2 liter in my waste m****f****s be mean mugging me throwin' they little 50 dollar down for they cup of __ and what not. Hey man hey look here playa you ain't even tryin' to see a m****f***in' Ryda cause I'll pull out the m****f***in' heat and make all yall boogie
[Full Clip:]
Had my pants b***on down sequence shirts
Cabbage patchin makin yo body twirk
It's all good when Full Clip steps out on the floor
Pull out the __ runnin for the door
I love 10 the hot box are flyin
Every rouge cutta in this b**** is dyin
And once I stretch out all the sonic old f***
I hold down the bar huntin' for nedens to tag
Every club no the Rydas be true thugs
Red carpet burners turn into [?] hug
Security gimmie dap the second I walk in
Drinks on the house Remy c**e and Hen
m****f****s got feel for me, no love
That's why I be wearin house shoes up in the club
b**** I don't dance but if you wanna boogie
I'll a hot thrill in your a** MOTHA f****
[Big Daddy Coconut:]
You see that sparklin' b****, that's me m****f***in' watch on wrist diamonds on m****f***in' pinkies m****f***in' Mink to the flo, you better check this here playa
[Cell Block:]
OK a Ryda don't dance a killa don't talk
Get stupid in the club leave em lined in chalk
And stretch out with a couple holes in ya body
Ask anyone of my n***** we all rowdy
Get rowdy at the drop of a dime
Dancing for suckas real n***** ain't got time
For you hip hop b****** dance all night long
Know who you are and this is your f*****' song
While you at a club thinking you're a pimp
I'm at home with your woman slingin' d*** to your b****
[Bullit:]
I don't dance f*** dancin' I'll make you dance
I'll blow your feet out the bottom of your pants
Leave the jiggy s*** to Will Smith and Dru Hill
Cause if I come up in the club blood gone spill
Disco lights f*****s like in boogie nights
And little p**** whipped p****** get in fist fights
I'll run up in that m****f**** one time
And have everybody wishin' they was at Columbine
Sike... silk shirt with finesse
And now you got you blood all over your b****** dress
[Big Daddy Coconut:]
As soon as I seen her from a far she had Carmel skin with green eyes and a skirt that was huggin' ever inch of her hour glass figure, you no I had to dip
[Lil' Shank:]
Pimpin' like a n**** out of control
Watchin' booties jiggle like a Jell-O mold
I step to her and she act real cold
She asked did I wanna step to the dance floor
I said that I been known to boogie
But I never get my dance on
I said that I been known to boogie
But I never get my dance on
Now b**** do you wanna get down cause I aint got the time
To play like R Kelly and try to b**p and grind
We can leave this here club and do it right quick
You can slide me some p**** and I can shoot you this d***
[Big Daddy Coconut:]
So basically how the night ended up I was sittin' up under some silk sheets with this m****f***in' Carmel little b**** that I met around the way, suppose she has drank a couple bottles of crissie, and smoked a couple ounces of my finest s***, and I did it doggy style and kicked that b**** to the curb, now its about 2:30AM and I'm on way up to 7 Eleven to get me a m****f***in' sixer. Cause I'ma Ryda b**** and the m****f***in' night don't end, you see these black truck wheels just spinnin off in the mother f***** moonlight b**** you better have some friends, and as the sun rise in the morning I wake up to pimp again hoe, so all you b****** with no panties, get ready for the Rydas. Cause when you see a m****f**** walkin' in with crocodile on his m****f***in' feet, and he might have the matchin' m****f***in' belt, and maybe he got a little silk suit on or some s***, you better recognize a m*****f*****' playa b****. Cause we don't walk up in this m****f**** like a chump a** square. We come in this m****f**** shinin' with our m****f***in' nose in the air b****. You get the m****f***in' privilege to talk to a pimp, b**** you better respect that s*** you better shut the f*** and no what the f*** your dealin' with here, cause Rydas are a m****f***in dime a dozen b****, you don't see a Ryda around every corner, you don't see a pimp around every corner, so when you get the privilege to talk to a Ryda you better shut the f*** up and understand what its like to understand a pimp. Understand what I'm sayin' b****? See the game is not mean to be m****f***in' told, it's to be sold. So I really don't understand why I'm sittin' here wastin' my time education the rest of yall m****f****s on this here Rydas s***, on this here pimp s***, on how the f*** we do it b****.