Lyrics:

[Mannie Fresh] Ladies and gentlemen, People with jobs, People without jobs, Middle class, Upper class, High class, all dat, Cats, snakes, chickens, ducks, Elderly people and twerkers Put ya hands on ya knees and bend ya rump, Put ya back in, Back out Do da hump. Put ya hands on ya knees And bend ya rump, Put ya back in, Back out do da hump, [Lil Wayne] Well, I'm fly as son of a gun a son Of a Stunna, (yep) High as a 757 goin to heaven, (no) Weezy F da reverend preach about me I'm da god 1-7 apple and E I'm da Cash Money Makaveli Yall aint ready, break fast like Tom Petty, Ya'll just petty 82' I was born ready, I'm too ready, Ya'll Betty Crocker balla blockas, I'm too heavy Meatball Lamborghini, Top spaghetti, Seats Ragu, Uh 20 inch shoes, Ohh me and you got plenty to do, I don't need no pool I'm swimmin in you, And I sleep with da sharks, Shorty on da water water, And I be ma 840 mama, Shake sumfin fo' me, And it dont make sense if it don't make dat money, Ima take dat money,... [Mannie Fresh] Put ya hands on ya knees and bend ya rump, Put ya back in, Back out Do da hump. Put ya hands on ya knees And bend ya rump, Put ya back in, Back out do da hump, [Lil Wayne] I bring it back to da bottom of da map,(Ooowee) I bring it back to da bottom of da map,(Ooowee) I bring it back to da bottom of da map,(Ooowee) I bring it back to da bottom of da [Lil Wayne] I take off my brim, Moment of silence of my homeboy Souljah Slim (yeh) Frontin roun' here will get ya back dropped off, We do o