[Intro]

I said fool, I drop them bomb-ass tapes

Fool, I drop them bomb-ass tapes

[Chorus: Dee Low]

To all my people on the right, you gotta get it ya self

To all my people on the left, go and get it ya self

To all my people in the middle, go and get it ya self

Man, you better get you cause everybody for self (for self)

[Verse 1: Curren$y]

Spitta, nigga, I do the music if you didn't know

Live from New Orleans, I host a show Arsenio

Niggas just waking up, they never heard of him before

Good morning, here's a mixtape and an espresso

Hey ho, let's go, I listen to the Ramones all the way home

Flowmasters on the Nova, the performance cones

Let you know who riding up the block, Curren$y currently

Got his stock rising, niggas cannot front on he, he got G's behind him

Let my girl drive, I'm passenger side reclining

So low, top's off, I thought she was driving solo

While I'm smoking a doobie, I swear my life is a movie

I swear my life is my music, I swear my life is a movement

[Chorus: Dee Low]

To all my people on the right, you gotta get it ya self

To all my people on the left, go and get it ya self

To all my people in the middle, go and get it ya self

Man, you better get you, cause everybody for self (for self)

[Verse 2: Curren$y]

I get it in like clowns in a Volkswagen

Paint it funny with the tailpipe dragging

Niggas asking mad questions "Spitta, what happen?

We thought you had an album coming after Where Da Cash At?"

I was laid back planning on receiving ass cap

Counted on before they heads, I fucked around and let 'em crack

Had to get another batch, way more careful

This time I'm gonna stash 'em, instead of carrying 'em

Looking for Spitta, I'm out in Cali with Lil Larry nem

Tally up the price, I'll have two of everything that's nice

Gotta the cool Corvette Z06 Arctic White

Got the laces on my shoes tied tight

Alright, like the hand that I wrote this with

[Chorus: Dee Low]

To all my people on the right, you gotta get it ya self

To all my people on the left, go and get it ya self

To all my people in the middle, go and get it ya self

Man, you better get you, cause everybody for self (for self)

[Verse 3: Curren$y]

And so uh, and so I go, the flow so dope, I got 'em hooked

Like I cast fishing line from a boat

Live as kings did long time ago

When the cribs was castles, and they had drawbridges and moats

The people rode horses, I roll horses

Six-hundred of 'em in the back of this Porsche, miss

Didn't miss a beat, never met a beat

That I couldn't beat, never met a freak that I couldn't skeet

I'm a capital G, I did it all for me

Real niggas and bitches applaud

I work, I go hard, I put on, I shows off

[Chorus: Dee Low]

To all my people on the right, you gotta get it ya self

To all my people on the left, go and get it ya self

To all my people in the middle, go and get it ya self

Man, you better get you cause everybody for self (for self)