Released on March 31, 2009

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[Intro: Redman]

Check it out, yo

[Verse 1: Redman & Method Man]

I be like yiggy, yes, y'all, Doctor on call

I'll rock 'til my name in graffiti on the wall

Got flow like the rapids in Great George

Got weed? I got blunts, My name Jamal

I pause, flick the ash from my L

I Pause like Run and Jason Mizell

The emcee is me, host for the night

Papa Doc, only thing I don't choke on the mic

I choke a bitch out if my gwap ain't correct

Then with my John Hancock, I'll get the check

I love trucks but drop tops is the best

From the Bimmers, Benz, now I roll Lex, watch me

Haha, she like Red so cool

Any nigga after me is a deja vu

Doc stay in the paint like A.I. shoes

Just watch how a one tonner made a move, dig it


[Chorus: Saukrates]

Hop in my truck and roll up the window

Ayo, you know what you in fo'

Once we turn the corner, light up the indo

Ayo, ayo, ayo

Oh yes, she's with me gettin' low like a limbo

Roll with Gs and we'll show you how to get dough

Third degree, let it burn with my kinfolk

Ayo, ayo, ayo (Let's get it)


[Verse 2: Method Man]

Who these corner store rappers slingin' cracks in my hall?

Mama's in the kitchen cookin' cat, rat and dog

Me, I want a lil' somethin', y'all could have it all

I'm tryna walk before I crawl and move this package in my drawers

That's why I push the pedal to the muhfuckin' floor

With ten percent left to those who bloodsuck the poor

And still I keep it funky like four plus one more

Get this money like In God We Trust, trust your boy

It's a given, livin' this life like it was written

Especially for me, I'm what the recipe is missing

Blow my piff in the air, key the ignition

Then get to lane switchin', pluckin' ashes off the clip and

Mami wanna ride and play the Bonnie to my Clyde

If anybody try to kill Bill, it'll probably be the bride (Yup)

Like all jokes aside, I'm serious with mine

And now I'm on this grind like Method Man in his prime


[Chorus: Saukrates]

Hop in my truck and roll up the window

Ayo, you know what you in fo'

Once we turn the corner, light up the indo

Ayo, ayo, ayo

Oh yes, she's with me gettin' low like a limbo

Roll with Gs and we'll show you how to get dough

Third degree, let it burn with my kinfolk

Ayo, ayo, ayo


[Verse 3: Redman]

Yo, I got my swagger on and I feel great

Funk Doc be in the hood like Enfamil cases

I network on MySpace real late

Hoping my app'll make me another Bill Gates

Around my crib, look how I live

I'm a slob but crip niggas say I get biz

Anywhere I did a show women sayin' that I'm so amazing


[Verse 4: Method Man]

Yeah, another mic, another night in the Days Inn

Another heist, another kite in the state pen

My state business shit, y'all dudes just break wind

(New York nigga) Either you're made mice or made men

I do the dirt that keep my hand on the work

I got the other hand up Mona Lisa's skirt

My aim one since day one, Doc

How many shots will it take to make son drop?


[Chorus: Saukrates]

Hop in my truck and roll up the window

Ayo, you know what you in fo'

Once we turn the corner, light up the indo

Ayo, ayo, ayo

Oh yes, she's with me gettin' low like a limbo

Roll with Gs and we'll show you how to get dough

Third degree, let it burn with my kinfolk

Ayo, ayo, ayo


[Outro]

Hey, hey, hey, hey

Hey, hey, hey, hey

Hey, hey, hey, hey (Red and Meth in the building, bitch)

Hey, hey, hey, hey