Get the money baby Get this money baby TQueezy! It's Birdman baby Freezy you did the damn thing boy
[Petey Pablo comes in] Yeah Oh yeah Oh yeah Oh yeah Oh yeah Holla at ya boy, Birdman! Prrrrrrrrrr Oh yeah Uh huh
[Baby] Ay ay See I came around early It was me and Ms Birdy It ain't nothing to a pimp It ain't nothing to a baller Worldwide hustling known shot caller
[TQ] Yeah yeah When I came through dippin' In the Bird Benz With the Birdman and some Bird friends I got big wheels And every time I'm in the club it's a big deal
[Baby] Mama on everything (oh yeah) God bless the day and the 20 inches Came around the corner with the slab on rags (alright) Think about my dad and the shit we had
[TQ] Ooh Lord, I remember yesterday Trippin' hittin switches in a white on white tray Caught a Bird with the Bird the very next day Down to Carolina where is Petey
[Petey Pablo] I tried to tell ya'll It about to happen Ayo Baby How we're gonna have the Birdman and the Helicopter Man on the same track Yo Mannie, you cut the fool on this track TQ, I see you boy You out from West Coast to New Orleans and North Carolina
Give a fuck what them New Orlean do You know how I do Mashin on 22's I got a caddy to it
And a jag and a Benz and a corvette Just like baseball ?bit? I'm on deck ballin cat All ya'll should call me that
Took mine, dip mine Trippled the stack Who's fucking with that Carolina, Cash Money
Man, Mannie what you do to this track TQ, Bird, Petey on the same jam I'll be GOD DAMNed! It's on now! And I don't expect you to understand
And this is for grown man You standing on some dangerous land And this time I got a master plan I got a man with papers to handle the pistols
So I don't have to tj-tj-tj-tj I done had it up to here with this shit Take this track to the label Here's your single bitch!
[Petey Pablo (Baby)] (Petey Pablo baby!) ?all the time, boy (Birdman!) (Cash Money number 1!) You know ? (C'mon) see'mon (Mannie Freezy!) Show em how to do the time, Baby (Prrrrr) Birdman, Helicopter Man, oh Boy is crazy, boy North Carolina to New Orleans, baby
[Petey Pablo] We got some questions of my home town While I was gone working on this album Racking my brain going through all types of problems 'Cause the world would never get passed the first
Single I dropped The whole album was hot Bottom to the top And this time I'm giving ya'll a whole enchilada
Rappin hard I went back to the drawing board Got me a sharper sword Jumped on the right horse Good Lord!
It ain't a game anymore It's a rain forrest of wack shit and I don't want no Part to it I done built me a fort I'm prepared for it
If the boat do sink, dawg, I won't on it I was on the damn flight to New Orleans And do a song with Souljah from Magnolia Holla if you hear me
And I ain't dis, trip, flip script on none of my Homies It's Carolina till I die, whody!
[Petey Pablo (Baby)] Yeah! What ya'll gotta say about that there Birdman You better told em (Petey Pablo, baby!) I told em (Petey Queezy be!) Oh Lord (North Carceezy and ?Bird Beezy?, baby) (NO and NC, baby) (We doin it real real real big) (So so so fly)