[Verse 1: L.E.G.A.C.Y & Buckshot]
I pop bottles, taking shots, gettin' at the top model
Smokey as fuck, need something to hold me up
I'm leanin' on this chick like Joe Clark, I'm stuck
Wait, hold on baby, there go my nigga Buck
Ayo, what up
I'm in the back sippin' this cup
Next ta son who said he should stir this up, ah fuck
Plus we out of town, it's going down
This Hennessey got them niggas yellin please make a sound
L.E.G.A.C.Y left the pound, back at the spot
And I can tell these niggas want beef now
So son what's poppin'
Let me introduce this chick, "Ayo, what your name is?"
I'm tryin' ta rock this chick, doesn't matter what her name is
These perfect strangers straight grilling like Hibachi's
All eyes on me, actin' like they wanna Pac me
These perfect strangers straight grilling like Hibachi's
All eyes on me, actin' like they wanna Pac me

[Hook: Buckshot (L.E.G.A.C.Y & Joe Scudda)]
(Out of town trips) Beef with out of town clicks
(So far from home) On some out of town shit
(However the chips fall) Ain't no stoppin'
(Bar room brawl) We can get it poppin'
(Out of town trips) Beef with out of town clicks
(So far from home) On some out of town shit
(However the chips fall) Ain't no stoppin'
(Bar room brawl) We can get it poppin'
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