Lyrics:

[DJ Clue] Yeah, the world famous DJ Clue Desert Storm Jump off Joe Buddens, on top This go out to all my niggaz You ain't gotta chain, but you got a mean muthafuckin' wrist game All my ladies, you ain't got a car But you gotta mean muthafuckin' heel game Click them heels You know how we do it C'mon [Joe Budden] Whoa! (Haha) Whoa! Okay Dub Whoa! Have some fun with it [Hook] Mami, I'm there if you fine in the rear We can get into whatever if you don't mind boo be yeah And when I'm done slidin', you somethin' fierce You ain't gotta go home but you gotta get the fuck outta here [Verse 1] I ain't got to tell homeboy, he know that This is 'Matrix Reloaded' and Neo's back I'm up, humble apologies, sorry clowns I'm here for the long run, I ain't Coffee Brown Get to know me, the man, the person So by the time I'm on my fifth album You should understand the first one It's non-fiction, you deny you want proof I only buck in the air when the sky's in the booth You gets liable to shoot This twenty-two release some extra keyholes on the driver's side of your coupe Like, nighty night, here's your lullaby bitches You might need just a lil' more than butterfly stitches Get out of line and get stuck up duke Lose your spines tryin' to touch us jukes Get to the mall in a circle, guns out playin'