Nah!

[First Verse:]

That's you drivin' your old man Benz, nah?

But you gone whoop him if he keep on lookin' at your friends, nah?

You mad cuz I remixed your song, nah?

Said I should hit up the tape, that shit was bunk

That shit was bunk, nah

You buck with K.C. Redd, nah

With chinese sticks in your head, nah

Nigga want you in that bed, nah

I know ain't just gone let 'em take your man

Shake and break your man

And get that rank up on your hand, nah

You and your girls be blowin' weed, nah?

When you roll them opthimals it just ain't as hard as it seem, nah?

You keep your pussy clean, nah?

You gotta alot of machines for hygiene, nah?

Alot of you are ex-dope fiends, nah?

You goin' to another Take 'Fo concert, nah?

So you bout to leave right now so you can get their first, nah?

You really don't wanna mess with them clowns, nah

You just left with them clowns, nah

You don't mess with them clowns, nah

[Chorus:]

You all-night flight, you keep your game on swole

You bout splittin' dank, so you can run it in that hole

You bout to split the floor, you know a balla with them hoes

You get bucked, ya know, look, fire opthimals?

[x2]

[Second Verse:]

You can't do nothin' but love Ramp, nah?

You was bumpin' the last song while you was spendin' your food stamps, nah?

Them niggas always down to ride, nah?

You wish you was off the wild side, nah?

Them hoes in your clique tight, nah?

You bout to get your hair fixed, nah?

You gone keep on shakin' on that dick, nah?

Them girls wear G-strings in your clique, nah?

That's you with that nigga name across your chest, nah?

With that tight sun dress, nah?

Thinkin' bout what I'ma do next, nah?

Y'all hoes hate me, nah?

But can't take me, nah

Thinkin' that money gone make me, nah

But y'all hoes can't break me, nah

Y'all niggas love me, nah

Y'all love the thug in me, nah

You wanna fuck me, nah

Now that's a shame, nah?

Them hoes lame, nah?

You best to be up out your game, nah

Them hoes mad, nah

Them hoes sad, nah

Tryin' to do stuff evil to get me back, nah

[Chorus]

[Third Verse:]

That's you with the harassment charge, nah?

When his lil' thang got on hard when he was lookin' at them lil' broads, nah

You know you can't be faded, nah

That's you with that name plate, nah

You killin' 'em with that paper, nah

Them hoes always wanna be runnin' they mouth, nah

You wanna slap that hoe teeth out, nah?

They holla "Break yourself or break your mouth"

That's you that want me to give you a shout out, nah?

That income tax done came out, nah?

You bout to have some more kids, nah?

They just be sleepin' by they gramps, nah?

Your old man be playin' with his nose, nah?

He follow behind ya everywhere you go, nah

That shit got you drove, nah

He don't tell you where he go, nah

You don't stop, nah?

You gone make that boy punch the clock, nah

Other hoes be hatin', sayin' that your Dad's cheesy

But, nigga be like Ramp, put it to 'em it be off the heezy,

CHILL!

[Chorus]

Hah, hah, hah

I told you before, K.C. Redd in here

Another hit

Now, how you luv dat?

How you luv dat?

How you luv dat?

How you luv dat?

Worldwide Baby, Tommy Boy

How you luv dat?

Take Fo, Hot Girls, K.C. Redd

Another Hit

Rampage, Take Fo, Hot Girls,

Nah