Lyrics

[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