Released on November 20, 2001

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[Intro: Erick Sermon]

Where my money at ho..

Where my money at yo..

Get my money 'fore I whip..

Forget your big fat ass

We going off baby

We don't mess around cuz I'm nautious baby

You know I loaded it with the gun, pop pop..

Aiyyo, LET'S GO!!!


[Verse 1: Erick Sermon]

Here we go y'all

New shit new shit, out the door y'all

Shorty Pimp, E-Dub once again

So buy you some of this ghetto slum

Underground music from A-T-L

X rearranged it, Shorty B played it

Me and Short laid it, my niggas OK'd it

Carnefious Crawfish, next to slay it

Damn right! We do it all day bitch

Ride around in Benz's, twenty inch rimzes

What Short told y'all, New York to California

We put them high beams on ya - parking lot pimping

With the boom-boom twelve inches kicking, we stay hitting

Huh? The most consecutive

Fifteen albums, we're the executives

Who talking money?


[Chorus: Erick Sermon]

Let's do it baby

Me and Short Dog on the mic baby

It's going down all night baby

Shooting all haters on sight baby

THAT'S RIGHT!!

Make room, E and Short be on fire!

Everything we do is fire!

This song is on fire! YO!


[Verse 2: Too $hort]

Bitch! That's my favorite word

I cashed a million dollar check on Thursday the third

Now it's flowing like water out the kitchen sink

I make more money every time you blink

Got you scratching ya head, made you stop and think

He couldn't made all that he must have robbed a Brinks

We been around so long, making funky songs

Now you getting mad, say this can't be going on

How come E and Short get to stay in the game?

Don't ever talk down on a player's name

So when you see us on top of every chart

You know we been number one since the very start

We feed families when we rhyme, celebrate like champions

You see mine - I never worry

I don't want the stress, you know my story

I learned how to ball from the best


[Chorus: Erick Sermon]

Let's do it baby

Me and Short Dog on the mic baby

It's going down all night baby

Shooting all haters on sight baby

THAT'S RIGHT!!

Make room, East coast be on fire!

West coast be on fire!

Down south be on fire! YO!

(Detroit, Chi-town!)


[Verse 3: Erick Sermon]

Don't stop the song now It's not over

I must leave the scene wrecked, before closure

Highest doja, L.A. weed

Monopolize the south like L.A. Reed (BITCH!)

Sick individual, this here be the Southwest coast

East coast material

Erick Sermon, that's what I said man

Fuck with Short and I and be a dead man


[Verse 4: Too $hort]

This is fire, pass it to me

It's so hot, E lemme hit that weed

Uptown, hydro is in my genes

It's like green, I just might be a fiend

'Cause I been trying to O.D. lately

And you're never gonna rehabilitate me

On a mission since the eighth grade

Keep getting high and stay paid


[Chorus: Erick Sermon]

Let's do it baby

Me and Short Dog on the mic baby

It's going down all night baby

Shooting all haters on sight baby

THAT'S RIGHT!!

Make room, tonight is on fire!

The roof is on fire!

These hoes be on fire!

Yo, Crawfish!


[Verse 5: Carnefious Crawfish]

It's the lawless, flawless

Carnefious Crawfish

Number one draft pick

Master this rap shit

Getting to this cabbage

Like rabbits

And stack these Carats

You don't want no static

From the wood to the glen

From a hood to a 'Benz

You don't want me vexed at you

Better keep me your friend

I'm ?

New comer with four stars

E-Double and Short Dog

Running for Short Dog

Never ? more, dog

Nigga staring at me, vexed and shit

Like you want some more, dog

Give me the smack nigga watch me eat the ?

Nah, fuck that shit, I'm going to defeat the ?

Pistol gripping

Keep on stripping

Never simping

'Stead of sipping

Never tipping

Slamming these hoes like Scott Pippen

My game is unreal

Hoes be popping pills

Game over mother fucker, It's a done deal