[Lil' Mo]. Styles P.... It's Lil' Mo, holla at me. Get that cash daddy. . [Styles]. If it's you versus me - think about it. They goin' yell my name when they announce the winner.
You. . Wha, wha yeah. It's like a team over here daddy. One for all, and one for one let it flow, flow, flow ah yeah. If it ain't that then it ain't right.
Can You Believe It - Styles P. [Styles P & Akon talking]. What up John (testing one, two, three). What up Kon (hey convict music). Let's go (can you believe it).
[Styles - Verse One]. My pops came from Bed Stuy, my mom came from Africa. I'm more a nigga if you know what I mean. They hooked up in the '70's when liquor and weed was heavy.
Turn it up (turn it up). Swizz Beats the monster. (Fix ya face, Ruff Ryders). Let's do it. (D-Block) E-V-E, Styles P. and Sheek. (Whats up, whats up).
It's the boy Lil' Jon (Yeah!). Got my partner Yelawolf with' me (What's up Yela?). You know it's time to crank the club up. Let's go! Yelawolf. . You ain't gotta lay down on your bed to know you already fucked up.
Check the scene boppers. Slaughterhouse, still standing. There was a murder last night. And the shit didn't really sit right with me. So I had to tell a story, ohh, baby!.
I tossed I turn, cant sleep at night. I punch, I kick, I claw, I bite. It seems that I can't win this fight. Hands together if you there tell 'em leave me alone.
It's the boy Lil' Jon (Yeah!). Got my partner Yelawolf with' me (What's up Yela?). You know it's time to crank the club up. Let's go! Yelawolf. . You ain't gotta lay down on your bed to know you already fucked up.
Yeah. We did it.. We did it.. We did it.. We did it.. We did it.. Yeah. Hate to sound like a broken record, but. We did it.. What else we gonna do, huh?.
(Todays agenda). riding with them sodomy sisters. Pistol on hip, hip to your pistol,. the day I bow down to a bitch will. Be the day I throw a bottle at Rihanna inside of a strip club.
Yo yo, yo yo, yo yo, yo yo, just remember. This your man Royce Da 5'9". This your dude Crooked I. Man, Jump off Joe Beezy. It's Joell Ortiz. . Ya'll ready, ya'll ready, y'all ready know, Slaughterhouse.
[Intro: sample of Boogie Down Productions' "My Philosophy"]. Rap is like a set-up, a lot of games. A lot of suckas with colorful names. I'm so-and-so, I'm this, I'm that.
You gotta go, you, you gotta go. You, you, gotta go, you gotta go. Down the way. You gotta go, you, you gotta go. You, you, gotta go, you gotta move but I wanna.
She strips. To get tips. Those lips and those childbearing hips. I'll throw this, I'll throw this dick on you, girl (girl). I'll throw this, I'll throw this dick on you, girl (girl).
I'm stressed out so much I'm like, "Why stress it?". Am I selfish for asking myself. "Would you rather count money or count blessings?". Now that's a wild question.
[Royce Da 5'9]. Fuck that, backpacking in a field on, who the fuck wanna get it on, get shitted on, for ten minutes long ?. [Freestyle Battle]. Battling in the same shirt and slept in.
She strips. To get tips. Those lips and those childbearing hips. I'll throw this, I'll throw this dick on you, girl (girl). I'll throw this, I'll throw this dick on you, girl (girl).
[Chorus]. Sex, and drugs, and dirty money. On the race to rule the world, you. Cut your teeth on fame and diamonds. Your time is up now. Three, Two, one.
I paint a smile on my face. But my minds in a different place. . They only see the light, but look behind the camera. And then youll find an answer on the other side.