All my playas in the house, won't you go on get em up

If you stacking to the ceiling, won't you go on hit em up

(all my G's in the place, sipping throw your cups up

If you bringing like you singing baby, throw your Rolley's up)

Now all the ladies in the house, won't you go on back it up

If you hit licks breaking tricks, go on get em up

(for my hustlers on the grind, you gotta go on throw it up

And for my women getting paper, let me see you show up)





Po' some'ing roll some'ing, it's on my ni'

I plan to leave this thang tonight, with a jazzy figga

Some'ing thoed and tall, hop in the Benz and floss

Fish gutting out the lot, doing ninety to the spot

You see the ice nigga, when we step through the do'

I see you working that mosquito, back it up on the flo'

You make a playa wan' boogie, scuff up his Gucci boots

But I play the wall, and let you know I'm peeping you

Tow away and act it right, and bring me back the number

I know your game lil' mama, plus you working with some'ing

See a playa can't hang, in the club too long

Shoot through snatch some cot, hit the do' and it's on

Straight to the room, with a fat sweet to the dome

Let the headboard knock, while you scream Corleone

I'm trying to stretch you like a besser, keep that ass pent up

Baby this one for the hood, while I hit that thang up





The Southside Playaz, will tear this mother up

When we step into the party, ladies back that thang up

All my playas in this place, go 'head and throw your cups up

If you bringing like you singing, let me see you hit em up





Now go on shake go on break it, for the G-O-V

Bounce that thang for daddy, and the S.U.C.

We D-I-P, in the club getting gone

All the jazzy broads choosing, so I'm taking some'ing home

Now get wired up, and get fired up

Everybody, let me see you throw your side up

Hit em up hit em up, baby on the dance flo'

And put your cups in the sky, if you bout your papo'

From the back to the front, it's crunk with no plexing

Worldwide Southside Playaz, and we wrecking

Doing it like veterans, going live on stage

2000, and they let Corleone out the cage









All my playas, throw your Rolley's in the air

All my hoes, go on shake your derriere

Mike D, G-O-V do you like what you see

If my boys don't like her, she must be ugly

Niggaz mean mugging me, when I hit the scene

With a full cup of lean, creased Iceberg jeans

Bezeltyne bling-bling, broads on ding-a-ling

When they see the 600, with the falling screens

If you know what I mean, hit em up hit em up

You about your cream, girl strut your stuff

Now shake that butt, playas throw your sets up

Cause the H-A-W-K, bout to tear this mother up





The Southside Playaz, will tear this mother up

When we step into the party, ladies back that thang up

All my playas in this place, go 'head and throw your cups up

If you bringing like you singing, let me see you hit em up









Southside Playaz, showing up

It's Big Moe, and I'm po'ing up

Southside uh 3-2, uh Mike D

And my boy, Clay-Doe

H-A-W-K, Moe-Yo blowing hay

Oooh-oooh yeeeeah