Dey Know (Remix) - Intellectual

[Intro: Shawty Lo]

Yeah, Shawty Lo and the big cats

Yeah (Hey)

It's the remix (Yeah)

So bring your top hat, ay!

[Verse 1: Shawty Lo]

What you talkin' 'bout? It's L-O

I rap now, this rap schizo

Thirty bands, fo shizzo

And eightballs same price as the kilo

I'm a boss, handle my B-I

And I got them same kind of guns like T.I.

See, I been that way since knee-high

Real dope boy, so you know I trap or diz-zie

No liz-ie, I'm hiz-igh

Like Kells, I believe I can fliz-zy

And yeah, I'll see you later

Big ups to all my haters!

[Verse 2: Ludacris]

Guard your woman dawg or I'll take her

You'll hear her scream from College Park to Decatur

I was a snotty nose (Uh-huh) with no paper

Now my crib sittin on twenty-two acres

Get it right fool (Hahaha), I gets money (Yep)

If you think Luda's not filthy, you's a dummy (Yep)

I was allergic to the roof on the cutty (What you do?)

So I took the top off like a Playboy Bunny (What up, Hef'?)

Catch me pimping in a robe and some slippers (Oh)

Riding down 85 while I'm stunting on my Gixxer (Nyeer)

Mouth full of Swishers (Oh) or riding with your sister (Oh)

And six David Beckhams or a trunk full of kickers (Hahahaha)

Take a picture of the mister—it'll last long (Oh)

And these haters get stretched out like a bad thong (Woo)

So partner mash on or get mashed up

Think you can fuck with Luda? Then put a million of your cash up—hi! (Hello)

[Chorus: Shawty Lo]

L-O, L-O, dey know, dey know

You better rep where you from if you get, get, get it

[Verse 3: Jeezy]

I'm in my cool whip, insides Jello (Jello)

Hop up out that pretty motherfucker like "Hello"

(Hello) Hello, ladies, how you doing?

"That nigga crazy, girl, don't say nothin' to him" (Haha!)

They know, they know, got white, low low

Rob who? Take what? (gun cocks) Hello

They know, I give a fuck about them haters (They know)

Young Jizzle (Jizzle) been getting paper (Yeah)

Granite wheels on the coupe Life Savers

Hit the club with twenty broads like Flavor

I'm on the top floor (Floor), no neighbors

Who you kidding? I get my eighty-seven tailored

[Verse 4: Plies]

Went from two ounces to a Maserati

First rap check, bought choppers for everybody (Everybody)

Before they know what's under my shirt, the Glock 40 (The Glock 40)

Get 25 a show, next month I want forty

Born a real nigga (Real nigga), but I'ma die a goon (Goon)

Just bought a new chopper (Chopper), gon' use it real soon

Got the streets on lock, homie, I can't lose (Can't lose)

Put me anywhere, I'm the realest nigga in the room (Believe me)

Take a look at me, I'm what you call street approved (Approved)

Got a lot haters (Lots), but even more jewels (More jewels)

I play dumb, homie, but never been a fool

Cut my dog off, I heard he snitching, too

[Chorus: Shawty Lo]

L-O, L-O, dey know, dey know

You better rep where you from if you get, get, get it

[Verse 5: Lil Wayne]

Hah! Now what I look like

And if it ain't money, then I don't look right

Haha, And that don't sound right

I swear you could get a full clip, not a sound bite

Haaa! Soo-Woo gang

And if you ain't with it then you in the food chain,

I'm in that wide body, I'ma need two lanes

Blue seats, white paint, wetter than new rain

Like a white person with blue veins

I keep a black Glock, red dot, blue flame

Feet hanging out the window, jock my shoe game

'Cause all my kicks fly, like Liu Kang

Haha! Old player, new game

I'm focused, I'm thinking like I got two brains

I'm in my prime, I feel like a new Wayne

How come there is two women, but ain't no two Waynes?

I don't know what you do but I do thangs

It's Mr. Every Time You See Me Got A New Chain

My flow crazy, I ain't too sane

But I am the...just poop stains

[Chorus: Shawty Lo]

L-O, L-O, dey know, dey know

You better rep where you from if you get, get, get it