Uh, what's happenin'? (What)
 Uptown, New Orleans in this bitch with VA, you understand?
 With this hot girl, Missy
 Fuckin' with these uptown gorillas, you dig?
 If it don?t make dollars, it don?t make sense
 Do your thing girl

 [Missy]
 Y'all don't wanna gimme my props?
 I'mma have to lick two shots on my glock
 Pop-pop the enemy 'till he drop
 Make his whole body go hibbie-to-the-hop
 Well I won't stop 'till I get up to the top
 Gotta blow any other state off the block
 And I got a whole lotta chedda in my pock's
 You better gimmie giimme five mics, gimme props
 Say you sick of my clique and my shit
 'Cause I got a whole lotta hits and no tricks
 Just a bass line, few snares, few kicks
 Make the whole industry wanna go and bit
 I say you sit, we sit, I sit
 While I go shit on a mix like this
 Say you spit, I spit, we spit
 But you can't fuck with a nigga like this
 Check me out

 1 - Ain't no nutts, but ya can't resist
 If you come hard, better come legit
 We gon' talk shit 'cause we confident
 If you think not, then you bound to sit

 Ain't no nutts, but ya can't resist
 If you come hard, better come legit
 We gon' talk shit 'cause we confident
 We gon' show you so you best believe it

 [Missy]
 Y'all don't wanna put me on front
 On the front page, all the shit I don' done?
 Now you wanna fuck around and grade my shit?
 Let's talk about the million niggas who bit

 It's only one Timothy from the V.
 And the whole industry goin' beep-beep
 Now I gotta go change up my beats
 So another nigga won't duplicate me

 Yeah I got styles, got shows, videos
 And my shows, it grows, it grows
 And I sing, I flow, I blows
 And I know y'all niggas know
 When I come swift with the one-two kick
 If ya got a blunt, got a light, got it lit
 Yeah, don't stop, won't stop, won't quit
 And I made 1.6 admit, check me out

 Repeat 1

 [BG]
 I'm that nigga that tote them AK's
 BG is what they call me
 I be in them project hallways
 Beef with me, you gon' be sorry
 Me and my niggas'll shut yo' block down
 We got K's so, put them glocks down
 You scared to come outside
 Them Hot Boyz got you on lock-down
 This nigga here from CMB
 Roll with a clique about 20 deep
 'Cause I made a mill', it don't mean
 I ain't gonna keep it real with my peeps
 All I have is thugs in my clique
 All my nigga's, they come off the street
 Now all of a sudden hoe's on my dick
 'Cause I'm on BET and MTV

 [Juvenile]
 It ain't no secret, this nigga be project
 Getting paid, that's what's my object
 Ain't none of you nigga's gon' stop this
 'Cause I'm 'bout makin' a profit
 I'm all about getting it locked, dog
 Don't wanna be on the block, yo
 'Cause bitches be makin' them tye calls
 While I be makin' drop offs
 Mannie Fresh, he hooked me up too
 To the playa hater's I say, fuck you
 You needs to worry 'bout you
 Instead a what to not do
 Juvenile don' hooked up with Missy
 Bitches gon' hate me, bitches gon' dis me
 Alota you nigga's gon' miss me
 I'mma be here, you gon' be history

 Repeat 1
 Repeat 1

 [Missy]
 If you come hard, better come legit
 (Say what? Oh, ah huh)
 If you come hard, better come legit
 (Oh, uh)
 We gon' show you, so you best believe

 [Timbaland]
 What, uh
 What, what
 What, what
 What, what
 What, what
 Um hmm, Hot boyz
 It's all gravey
 Missy
 Timbaland
 B-I
 Gimme that
 Gimme that
 Oh, gimme that
 Gimme that
 Gimme that, gimme that
 Gimme that
 gimme that, gimme that
 Oh, yeah