Lyrics:

[Intro]
[Answering Machine]
Monday, ten fifty-three A.M.

[Voice on phone]
JD, it's me, Bree
Call me, babe
Havin' all them parties, us cats down here think ya'll on vacation, man
Stop doin', man

[JD]
Come on
See, I been lookin' at the game, ya know?
And I see it ain't too many ya'll
That can make 'em dance like I do
(You say you wanna dance, say you wanna get down?)
The thing what's funny is
Ya'll got the nerve to wanna P.H.D. me
Cuz I'm making all the money
HA HA HA HA HA

[JD]
While ya'll ride matchbox, I push the hot wheels
Don Chi-Chi with the mass appeal
Lettin' champagne spills on my house in the grill
And all I'm about is the dolla' dolla' bill
Makin' ya' dance every chance I get
And hata's sayin' damn, will he ever catch bricks?
Nah, I don't catch those, keep it ghetto
Stayin' wit' the best hoes, on the east and the west coast
What?

[Da Brat]
Now, e'where I pass
They wanna see the big booty mamma
Tapping some ass
And whether you believe it or not
You see us, So-So Def make ya'll true believers
My whole entourage keep it top notch
Evidently, we push V's from Bentleys to Drops
Got big things, baby
I'm still greedy to my enemies
I hope you keep on envying me
Yeah, uh

[JD]
Whatcha'll wanna do, huh?
Say you wanna get down, huh?
Watcha wanna do, huh?
Say you wanna get down, huh?

[Usher]
All we wanna do
(Say what, say what?)
Is party
(Uh huh, uh huh)
With you

[Da Brat]
Who dat?
She the one who love drama?
Keep it heated stay undefeated from the Chi comma I