Dey Know (Remix) Shawty Lo (Ft. Jeezy, Lil Wayne, Ludacris & Plies)

[Intro: Shawty Lo]
Yeah, Shawty Lo and the big cats
Yeah (Hey)
It's the remix (Yeah)
So bring your top hat, ay!

[Verse 1: Shawty Lo]
What you talkin' 'bout? It's L-O
I rap now, this rap schizo
Thirty bands, fo shizzo
And eightballs same price as the kilo
I'm a boss, handle my B-I
And I got them same kind of guns like T.I.
See, I been that way since knee-high
Real dope boy, so you know I trap or diz-zie
No liz-ie, I'm hiz-igh
Like Kells, I believe I can fliz-zy
And yeah, I'll see you later
Big ups to all my haters!

[Verse 2: Ludacris]
Guard your woman dawg or I'll take her
You'll hear her scream from College Park to Decatur
I was a snotty nose (Uh-huh) with no paper
Now my crib sittin on twenty-two acres
Get it right fool (Hahaha), I gets money (Yep)
If you think Luda's not filthy, you's a dummy (Yep)
I was allergic to the roof on the cutty (What you do?)
So I took the top off like a Playboy Bunny (What up, Hef'?)
Catch me pimping in a robe and some slippers (Oh)
Riding down 85 while I'm stunting on my Gixxer (Nyeer)
Mouth full of Swishers (Oh) or riding with your sister (Oh)
And six David Beckhams or a trunk full of kickers (Hahahaha)
Take a picture of the mister—it'll last long (Oh)
And these haters get stretched out like a bad thong (Woo)
So partner mash on or get mashed up
Think you can fuck with Luda? Then put a million of your cash up—hi! (Hello)