[Intro: Mr. Lil One]
Yeah it's mothafuckin Lil One back in here
With my dawg Shadow
Representin', Beyond Entertainment in the house
Making all these phat ass tracks
For the bitches and for the hoes
And for the nickel bags
Peep it out
Hey dawg, tell em what time it is homie
[Verse 1: Mr. Shadow]
To all my people in them Low-Lows Chevrolets hittin' corners
Rollin on them chrome Daytona’s
Flags on the back representin to the fullest
Highlands poppin' girls are jockin', after cruisin' we can do this
Mob to the club and parlay all night til the next day
Drinkin Alize or Presidente
Swiggin', thinkin', slowly, blinkin'
Staring at the bottle that we've been drinkin'
Sinking like a ship but still I ain't gonna quit
And if you wanna be bringing the drama
You better be packing an extra clip
Don't slip cause if you fall, you won't get up at all
I rolls with them fools that'll make your life forever stall
The darkest of them all, packing clubs like county jail
Dropping bars like up in prison when you're posted up in that cell
Shadow's bringin hits, making hoochies move they hips
Triple six - one - triple nine
Building clout and stacking chips (pow)
[Hook: Mr. Lil One]
We can make you dance, if you want us to (And you know this)
We can take yo bitch, if you want that to (Dumb ass)
We can make you dance, if you want us to (And you know this)
We can take yo bitch, if you want that to (Dumb ass)
[Verse 2: Mr. Lil One]
I got a bag full of latex, gotta have the safe sex
Never mind a nickel bag, fiendin for my pay checks
Let's begin, words up in the wind
It's Lil One and Shad. comin through I finna brag
Brag about the sickness, bitches wanna hit this
We the Mistahs, dressin like a drifter
Roamin, earlier in the mornin', boning
Vision gettin' foggy, fuck her like a doggy
Treat like a mutt, she's a nickel bag slut
Head back to the crib, knowin what she did
The bitch already swallowed and gobbled up my kids
Never did I trust her, didn't even lust her
Just wanted to bust one, give myself a quickie
The bitch was actin bitchy, I'm knowin that she's filthy
Head back to the club, gotta get my groove on
Bitches on my nuts, now it’s time for me to move on
[Hook: Mr. Lil One]
We can make you dance, if you want us to (And you know this)
We can take yo bitch, if you want that too (Dumb ass)
We can make you dance, if you want us to (And you know this)
We can take yo bitch, if you want that too (Dumb ass)
[Verse 3: Mr. Shadow]
Ain't no tellin what we might do next, we on a misson
We're headed towards the border smokin a blunt in a expedition
Lynchin, anybody tryin to act rowdy
In the land of the sick ain't no if's or but's about it
Down a revolution, full of prostitution
I thought I'd get a room but that shit was an illusion
Cruisin with my dawgs, breakin laws like it was legal
Now we're gettin pulled over, so I reach into my pocket to get a C-Note
Like Gelo I got my nigga irie, hallucinating
We got to hurry to club, I got them bitches waitin
I got to the club gettin love from everybody
Cause everybody knows about the Shadow after parties
Barcardi, Alize, Hennessy and Don P
All these fools want to kick it just to say they know me
Agony or ecstacy, it's either him or me
It's a daily routine for me and the Little O-N-E, fool
[Hook]
We can make you dance, if you want us to (And you know this)
We can take yo bitch, if you want that to (Dumb ass)
We can make you dance, if you want us to (And you know this)
We can take yo bitch, if you want that too (Dumb ass)
[Outro: Mr. Lil One]
Now all you muthafuckas know
It’s Beyond Entertainment
Putting muthafucker down in the pavement
Face first, cause all of the phat verses that muthafuckas like us be kicking
So now you know, listen and learn from the best
Fuck the rest muthafuckas, hahaha