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[Intro][Answering Machine]Monday, ten fifty-three A.M.[Voice on phone]JD, it's me, BreeCall me, babeHavin' all them parties, us cats down here think ya'll on vacation, manStop doin', man[JD]Come onSee, I been lookin' at the game, ya know?And I see it ain't too many ya'llThat can make 'em dance like I do(You say you wanna dance, say you wanna get down?)The thing what's funny isYa'll got the nerve to wanna P.H.D. meCuz I'm making all the moneyHA HA HA HA HA[JD]While ya'll ride matchbox, I push the hot wheelsDon Chi-Chi with the mass appealLettin' champagne spills on my house in the grillAnd all I'm about is the dolla' dolla' billMakin' ya' dance every chance I getAnd hata's sayin' damn, will he ever catch bricks?Nah, I don't catch those, keep it ghettoStayin' wit' the best hoes, on the east and the west coastWhat?[Da Brat]Now, e'where I passThey wanna see the big booty mammaTapping some assAnd whether you believe it or notYou see us, So-So Def make ya'll true believersMy whole entourage keep it top notchEvidently, we push V's from Bentleys to DropsGot big things, babyI'm still greedy to my enemiesI hope you keep on envying meYeah, 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