[Duganz]
What the deal Ja what's been goin' on?.
[Jaheim]
Not a damn thing been going on.
Looking for my ghetto queen.
[Duganz]
Alright, I hear that damn dog, you stressed.
What you need love.
Hold up let me get dressed.
I'm a shoot you to the peppermint.
Let you wild out.
[Jaheim]
If my ghetto love's there.
[Duganz]
Oh, for sure no doubt.
[Jaheim]
Got my do-rag on, hair braided to the back.
Backbone, gymsuits, timbs, trunkin' back.
[Duganz]
You got voice.
[Jaheim]
40 inch cable, got yo knife?.
[Duganz]
We ain't gonna need that tonight.
But what you gonna need is a s***y grill pack.
It double off.
4 wheels at the exit.
After that t's on boy.
Trust me when I tell ya.
Walk around let'em smell ya.
Hit the door cock somein post up.
Play the cella.
Ja you smoke?.
Let me know, I got a philly and a dro'.
Here twist that s***t lite it up.
F***k it nigga let's go