[Intro: Dem Jointz]

Gather round, children

(N.C!)

[Verse 1: Dem Jointz]

*Screaming*

Ridin' round, ridin' round it, ridin' round it

Studio, the studio, the studio, no cap

Engineer be wantin' to cut and shoot me up, no cap

Bitch, too complicated, you can't lube me up, no cap

Honestly, these niggas got no rap

Woo!

Ridin' round, ridin' round it

You say you ain't him but why you soundin' like him?

Quick to call him a bitch, but got so much in common