[Intro: Converse]

Yeah! Scrimps! And juice, bitch!

That's what I want, you got that here?

You have-you got any Chinese spare ribs up in this motherfucker?

Fuck that, give me some scrimp and juice

Motherfucker, I'ma get loose up in this bitch right now!

[Verse 1: Foe Foe]

24 with the gold tip, scrimps and juice

All platinum with the gold grip, about to get loose

Triple black windows like "Who that is?"

Foe Foe and the Rydas in the big body Benz

All my friends is close and my enemies closer

'Til they wind up pictured on a "Have You Seen Me?" poster

Sippin' on the beach with hoes feedin' me grapes

I had to get up out the hood into a gated estate

All the haters need to back the fuck up before I back the truck up

And leave your crew all shot and stuck up

In the hood, all the money in the world ain't nothin'

That's why they always hate you for somethin'

Motherfuckers!

[Verse 2: Full Clip]

Ryda convoy rollin' tough again

Black hummer H2 on the 42 spins

Scrimp and juice bar, restin' in the console

Foldaway hatch with the strippers pole

Lil Shank comin' through with a gang of chickens

And plenty of that nose candy for them hoes that dippin'

Take them bitches down, send 'em home with limps

And I be sippin' on my juice and double-dippin my scrimps

[Chorus: Sugar Slam & Converse]

You have that juice and scrimp, don't ride boy, you's a pimp (Get your money, man)

When I ride with you, boy let me ride with you (Get your money, man)

You have that juice and scrimp, don't ride boy, you's a pimp (Get your money, man)

When I ride with you, boy let me ride with you (Get your money, man)

[Verse 3: Bullet]

Get off my plate bitch, my scrimp

I walk with a pimp limp, I'm no simp

I'm a Ryda, even when I walk I'm ridin'

In the small of my back is a Glock I'm hidin'

When I pull out, motherfuckers' foreheads blow out

I'm one them thugs, the reason you don't go out

Me and Lil Shank, Full Clip, and Cell Block

Ride with us, we drop you off shell shocked

Juice and scrimps, gangsta fury

Don't worry, weed man comin' through in a hurry

And my name, you motherfuckers know my name

You won't forget it when I bury one deep in your brain!

[Verse 4: Sawed Off]

Seven days a week, sippin' juice, eatin' shrimp

Bubba Gump ain't got shit on me, man I be parlayin'

You would think I'd stay by the sea

Because the hood the whole hood smell fishy, butter 'em up dawg!

Barbeque, sautéed, pan-fried

Whatever tall glass of homemade Rydas juice, bitch it's on!

When we chillin, it's like a lunch break

Cause thuggin' all the time could make a motherfucker hungry

[Chorus: Sugar Slam & Converse]

You have that juice and scrimp, don't ride boy, you's a pimp (Get your money, man)

When I ride with you, boy let me ride with you (Get your money, man)

You have that juice and scrimp, don't ride boy, you's a pimp (Get your money, man)

When I ride with you, boy let me ride with you (Get your money, man)

[Verse 5: Cell Block]

Ballin' outta control, my money folds and bills with big faces

And every money is delivered in some suitcase

And my scrimp and juice is on swole, and keeps all the Ryda [?]

On some dime Cristall and any luxury

Cell Block got the hood unlocked, slangin' all types of rock

And kill a motherfucker runnin' his spot

It's my streets, it's my ground and that bump is my sound

You can hear my system pound from the other side of town

[Verse 6: Lil' Shank]

Since I was knee high to a big wheel

I was always determined to role with a crew of Rydas, keepin' it real

I met Bullet, Foe Foe, Full Clip, Converse

Sawed Off, Cell Block, all this shit was unheard

But we had mad dreams of makin' it big

Shrimp and juice, warm butter on my lobster bib

Pimpin', thuggin', ridin', mashin'

Seven black trucks parked at the Ryda mansion

And it don't stop

So go ahead wipe that cocktail sauce off yo chin and count that money, man!

Psychopathic Rydas all up in this bitch

And we don't give a shit, go ahead and get your shrimp!

[Chorus: Sugar Slam, Converse & Lil' Shank]

You have that juice and scrimp, don't ride boy, you's a pimp (Get your money, man)

When I ride with you, boy let me ride with you (Get your money, man)

You have that juice and scrimp, don't ride boy, you's a pimp (Get your money, man)

When I ride with you, boy let me ride with you (Get your money, man) (I don't know long this gon' ride, but I'ma tell you somethin')

[Outro: Sugar Slam & Lil' Shank]

You have that juice and scrimp, don't ride boy, you's a pimp (What you need to do is take your ass back in the kitchen and bring me out one of them goblets of shrimp)

When I ride with you, boy let me ride with you (As you can see, I'm running a little low over here)

You have that juice and scrimp, don't ride boy, you's a pimp (Oh no, oh no, you can put that on my [?] baby, yeah act like you know)

When I ride with you, boy let me ride with you (That's right, real heavy on the cocktail sauce, pimpin'!)

You have that juice and scrimp, don't ride boy, you's a pimp (Shrimp and juice, 2005 to infinity!)

When I ride with you, boy let me ride with you (Psychopathic Rydas and Big Daddy Coconut up in this motherfucker!)

Keepin' it greasy for y'all

Hang tight...

Velvet

[Skit]

9-1-1, what's your emergency?

Uh yeah, we need some, uh, pigs, I mean police over around the Wyoming and [?] there's some bitch, I mean some chick over there gettin' raped, hurry up!

Ok sir, we're gonna send units-

Alright, so check this out man, check this out

Right when those motherfuckers pull up, then we pull and start dumpin' on their motherfuckin' ass!

Buck, buck!