(feat. Hot Boys)



[Juvenile]

Can't you tell we about to take over the indusrty 

And lock this motherfucka up like penitentiary 

If u don't know nobody else you don't know C.M.B. 

Me, Mannie Fresh, Lil' Wayne and Turk, Baby and B.G. 

The H.B.'S with Strings on the cd-Its all gravy 

Wait till you see us on TV

I'm Juvenile it ain't hard for you to see me-a arrogant nigga 

With golds on my front teeth, front teeth 



[Turk]

Always saggin' never catch me with a suit on 

nigga I'm only 17 but you'll think that I'm grown 

I'ma lil nigga 5'8 wit 2 slugs ready to kill niggas 

Who give me mean mugs got niggas who down now ride wit me 

Hit a block wit glocks and start a riot wit me 

For Turk my nigga-Baby-drive change on your soldeirs 

Got niggas all over knock your head of your shoulder 



[Chorus x2: Baby]



Hey Ya,Hey Ya,Hey Ya,Hey(Truly Beautiful) 

Hey Ya,Hey Ya,Hey Ya(Truly Beautiful) 

Hey Ya,Hey Ya,Hey Ya,Hey(Truly Beautiful) 

Hey Ya...Hey Ya 



[Lil' Wayne]

Look,Look 

Lets get the choppers we gettin ready to blow out the town 

Keep everythang on the hush and dig the dope from the ground 

We show up around things so we snow up the town 

We go to cheat,couldn't eat and about go for an ounce 

Leave us gettin down,we gettin then you know we going clown 

Sip moette,crystal and sheat nigga we blow by the pound 

We got the Big Tymers in here and they holdin it down 

And Cash Money,Hot Boys we controllin it now 

Say "Uh-Uh" 

I know you done heard me got them thangs they cut raw 

We lettin them birds flip they wing and fly "WHA" 

Slim and Baby put me down wit a hundred 

I get the fast money 

I work for Cash Money 

"HUH" y'all niggas can't come like dis I said "HUH" 

We guerillas nigga 226 nigga what its about time 

You feel my team CMB-the new American Dream believe that 



[Chorus x2]



[Strings]

Blast it what blows on your ears comin quik when I rip 

Fire lyrical blows,arrows and spears wit acid filled tips 

Body bangin like folks my swords then blood or them crips 

Scap in the Pactsey wit the hat tip 

in the middle of my lips and my hips 

cause you want this I take custody of yo spotlight 

And yo chips caue you not tight like dicks wit ghonorea 

I drip and its hot right on a hot night 

While you chickens in a cock fight I scab a hoes 

Like scatch right Marina A.K.A. Strings,Reighn Supreme 

Rap and sing  7th to the dome no block or shades 

Sway Cash Money Collaborate 

Like Cast or Troy "you wanna face off-like strippers I'ma take off 

Stop dis,not dis cause I got dis nigga and I'm a hot shit 

Hot Boys And Juvenile my wordies help me say dis shit