Here we come - here we come hoe - here we come
  Here we come hoe - here we come - here we come hoe - here we come
  Here we come hoe - here we come - here we come hoe - here we come
  Here we come hoe - here we come - here we come hoe - here we come
  
  [Hook] - 2x's
  Move bitch, get out the way hoe
  Fuck that shit, get out the way hoe
  Move bitch, get out the way hoe
  Fuck that shit, get out the way hoe
  
  [Lord Infamous]
  Nigga Three Six Mafia burn inside the southern territorial
  Leavin' a memorial page in editorial
  When ? watch yo back go front ????? Scarecrow
  Leave 'em stiff and froze my foes and hit 'em like Rose in China snow
  Wanna see the costs of the bosses comin' to toss it
  Ain't no losses, ain't no crosses, leave you dead in a closet
  Family recked from yo death-death, from yo early death
  Packin' some in jars, sendin' two off for the chef
  Cause I melt them with medicine
  I'm perscription called death when ?
  
  [J-Bo]
  Oh there she go, old triflin' bitch
  Straight take a hoe nigga, always out to lick
  And when shit is gettin' thick
  Out the door she split
  She straight slick
  But I'm slicker than that bitch gon' get
  So now move bitch, get out the way hoe and lay low
  So say hoe, you just another stank hoe
  Trickin' on the dance flo'
  Lookin' kinda slutty though
  I'm all about my money hoe when I bump on yo stereo
  And everywhere I go, it's the same old shit
  Jumpin' drawz just like a broad, so bitch fuck this now
  
  Hook
  
  [Sean Paul]
  They know me from my Lac's and my creases, I'm Sean Paul (Sean Paul)
  Slap the fuck out of each and all y'all (all y'all)
  I done seen niggaz fall, I done seen niggaz ball
  I done seen big girls shake with lil' bitty drawz (bitty drawz)
  And uh, the other day this bitch got smacked in the jaw (in the jaw)
  I done seen a whole lot, niggaz ain't seen what I saw (yeah)
  I'm in it too deep, I could never come flaw (come flaw)
  If ya talkin' bout that pistol my nigga you better draw
  Okay, always sayin' shit that I mean
  Pelle Pelle, A-Town nigga gotta come clean
  
  [Gangsta Boo]
  What's up motherfucka what's up
  Time to get real crunk, time to tear the club up
  All these sissy ass hoes talkin' shit about this lady
  Why you tryin' to doubt me baby
  I'm the shit, you can't fade me
  Now look what done happened, we done hooked up with Eastside Boyz
  Bringin' noise
  Makin' moves like the fuckin' U-Haul boys
  
  Gangsta Boo be groovin' always choosin', what's up with you nigga
  Gangsta Boo be makin' nothin' but hits increase to bigger figures
  Nigga don't play with the muthafuckin' don't play lady
  On the way, God damn what you bitches say
  Nigga
  
  Hook
  
  [Lil' Jon]
  Ah, Ah, Ahhhh-ha-ha-ha
  We comin' through like the Rock bitch
  Knock you out yo motherfuckin' socks bitch
  Droppin' bows like nothin' wrong bitch
  Bitch I'll break yo motherfuckin' nose bitch
  Didn't we tell yo ass to move bitch
  Now yo head busted ? two fuckin' bricks
  So get yo fire and dip hoe
  Cause a nigga gone off that Quevo
  Why you still runnin' yo mouth bitch
  You must've not known who you fuckin' with
  We'll leave you dead in a fuckin' ditch
  Cause we runnin' with the Three Triple Six
  And them guns for them young hoes
  We'll leave ya firm like a dildo
  All my niggaz doin' Fed time
  We'll leave yo belly filled with that iron
  
  Hook 2x's
  
  [Juicy J]
  I'm lookin' for them big butts
  Nothin but them quick sluts
  Something kinda freaky like skinny hoe givin' up
  Maybe a nigga'll take the camp
  Probably let her ride my lap
  Made playaz from the Memphis Tenn, bitch I'm on the map
  I'm the kinda nigga bro' push a 450 hoe
  Down the strip, Hennessy I sip on the low-low
  Hit me on my ? horn
  Can record, make a porn movie
  Don't be choosy with this nigga Juicy
  Ready to?
  
  [Chyna Whyte]
  What y'all know to be part of this
  You gotta be on some heartless shit
  And whether it's legal or dirty, I'ma ball regardless trick
  And I don't give a fuck if you the tallest or the smallest bitch
  Don't none of you hoes know about this order shit
  Chyna Whyte I live that street life
  And I ain't gon' be happy till I got my momma eatin' right
  Still the one to grip that motherfuckin' heater tight
  And I'm still tryin' to find a motherfuckin' key to life
  Ya heard me
  
  Hook 2x's
  
  [DJ Paul]
  I might not be the freshest nigga up in the club
  But shoulda seen when I walked in the hoes said "What the fuck"
  They saw me VIP in the VIP y'all
  With these Rollies and the ? they be wonderin' "Who are y'all"
  We be steppin' no less than 30 deep and thinkin' we some stars
  My enterage spendin' no less than 80 G's on they cars
  If I took you to my crib you probably wouldn't believe or think I'm liein'
  Check my soundscan hoe, if I'm liein' or dyin'