[Verse 1: Styles P]
Catch me in the dirty south
In the red glaze Porsche burning out
Head across seas, bout to turn it out
Coming back home to a furnished house
We three deep, What?, and we ain't get no sleep
We on the next flight, 25 a night, damn right
Plan is to keep the fam tight
Copping the Vipe and I ain't stopping at the light
Can't see the dice, ice to bright
Heard he with a pretty chick, you a idiot
Get a record deal and not take it serious
Plan to make hits for a long period
Hell of a living, shit being on television
Ball I'ma score everytime there's an inning
I once had had a mill and it's just the beginning
Everybody want a pool, I need an ocean to swim in
[Chorus: Kelly Price]
Your fault? So right (so right)
It makes me want more (it makes me want more)
Your fault? So tight (so tight)
You need an encore (give me an encore)
[Verse 2: Sheek Louch]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, what up, yo, hey yo, hey yo
Hey yo before I rock a show I pray to God in a huddle
Sheek laid back, you know I'm bout to bubble
All ya'll hate that, tryin to keep me in trouble
We take things serious, ya'll do it for fun
Cuz when we hit we stick like noodles when then done
International despite thee, Westcoast beef
I blew it down on Keenan Ivory
Wayans, got the all with a grain for the pain
So if we conflict you get all in yo brain
You gonna play this like little kids play hula hoop
From day 'till it's dark with the Fat Man Scoop
Now you spook, you heard Lox about to drop
Pop the top, we got this in a can like Pringle
Heard one song, now you changing up your single
While I mingle, Sheek the black man gingle
In a club with two mommies, that's bilingual
Catch me in the dirty south
In the red glaze Porsche burning out
Head across seas, bout to turn it out
Coming back home to a furnished house
We three deep, What?, and we ain't get no sleep
We on the next flight, 25 a night, damn right
Plan is to keep the fam tight
Copping the Vipe and I ain't stopping at the light
Can't see the dice, ice to bright
Heard he with a pretty chick, you a idiot
Get a record deal and not take it serious
Plan to make hits for a long period
Hell of a living, shit being on television
Ball I'ma score everytime there's an inning
I once had had a mill and it's just the beginning
Everybody want a pool, I need an ocean to swim in
[Chorus: Kelly Price]
Your fault? So right (so right)
It makes me want more (it makes me want more)
Your fault? So tight (so tight)
You need an encore (give me an encore)
[Verse 2: Sheek Louch]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, what up, yo, hey yo, hey yo
Hey yo before I rock a show I pray to God in a huddle
Sheek laid back, you know I'm bout to bubble
All ya'll hate that, tryin to keep me in trouble
We take things serious, ya'll do it for fun
Cuz when we hit we stick like noodles when then done
International despite thee, Westcoast beef
I blew it down on Keenan Ivory
Wayans, got the all with a grain for the pain
So if we conflict you get all in yo brain
You gonna play this like little kids play hula hoop
From day 'till it's dark with the Fat Man Scoop
Now you spook, you heard Lox about to drop
Pop the top, we got this in a can like Pringle
Heard one song, now you changing up your single
While I mingle, Sheek the black man gingle
In a club with two mommies, that's bilingual
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