Lyrics:

Ugh

I keep it playa while some choose to play it safe
Boy, check the resumé, it's risky business in the A (A, A)
And I been witness to this history
Ever since the 10th grade (Ugh)
We went from rockin' braids to temp fades
I twist my A hat to the side, just for style
Or throw on the Gucci bucket with the flowers, super fly
Wow, the Southern pride been known to shut it down
It ain't so country, though, nigga, this ain't no Gomer Pyle
I'm Sergeant Slaughter, I keep my shit cooked to order, in order
To satisfy my people in Georgia and 'cross the water (Water)
And across the border, the éses are gettin' smarter
They got flour for tortillas and lettuce for enchiladas
If you follow, wink wink, no doubt, we don't speak
In a blink, them folks could have you sleeping in the clink
I'm shittin' on niggas and peein' on the seat
It's that nigga the B-I-G B-O-I, O-U-T (O-U-T)

Now party people in the club, it's time to cut a rug (Rug)
And throw the deuce up in the sky, just for the shutterbuggs (Buggs)
I'm double-fistin' and you empty, you can grab a cup (Cup)
Boy, stop, I'm just playin', let me dap you up (Dap you up)
Baby, baby
You're in my system
Baby, baby
Tell me you're listenin'

Boy, this after-twelve club like a hive, B
Or beehive, 'cause now everybody buzzing around me
Could it be the way that the verse is sounding?
Came up on the Geto Boys and the Underground Kingz
Toys, I had a Brougham, call it 'Pretty Brown Thing'
Paint look like root beer when the sun was shining
Known to keep a bad bitch, no niggas beside me
Index finger on the trigger, 'case niggas is clowning
Not to flex, but to protect my neck, like the Wu-Tang
Self-preservation is the rule when you do aim
Or get at something more sinister, you gotta be the finisher
Make it so the doctors, they can't replenish him
Or bring him 'back to life, back to reality'
Go on, get him some hoes, leave it alone
Triple O.G. status, A-town's very own (Very own)

Now party people in the club, it's time to cut a rug (Rug)
And throw the deuce up in the sky, just for the shutterbuggs (Buggs)
I'm double-fistin' and you empty, you can grab a cup (Cup)
Boy, stop, I'm just playin', let me dap you up (Dap you up)
Baby, baby (Baby, baby)
You're in my system (You're in my system)
Baby, baby (Baby, ba-baby)
Tell me you're listenin' (Tell me you're listenin', mama)

Now this goes out to all my playas in the back
Sippin' 'gnac, bending 'round corners in the 'Lac
Cut a rug, player, now cut a rug
Throw your deuces in the sky for the shutterbuggs
This goes out to all my ladies in the front
What you want? Girl, you make me want to breed, girl—freeze
Cut a rug, baby now cut a rug
And throw your deuces in the sky for the shutterbuggs

Now party people in the club, it's time to cut a rug
And throw the deuce up in the sky, just for the shutterbuggs
I'm double-fistin' and you empty, you can grab a cup
Boy, stop, I'm just playin', let me dap you up
Baby, baby (Baby, baby)
You're in my system (You're in my system)
Baby, baby
Tell me you're listenin'

Tell me you're listenin' 'cause you're all up in my system
I can feel you from my head to my toes, my toes
(You're in my system)
Lucious Left Foot got his best foot forward
Darling, lord have mercy
How the flow stay so cold, froze (Tell me you're listening)
Cut a rug, cut a rug (You're in my system)
Shutterbuggs