Verse One: E-Swift



I Stop By The Club, Cuz It Ain't Shit Else To Do It



I'm On The Guestlist, It's E-Swift Plus Two



Stepped To The Bar, Cuz, It's A Bad Habit



Open Mic Night, So, The Liks Gots To Grab It



Check The Mic, It Sounds Tight So



I Guess We Might Rock The Motherfucker All Night Yo



The Niggaz Went Wild, The Hoes Went Crazy



We Dropped The Microphone Than We Swayze



Verse Two: J-Ro



Oooh Don't I Sound Great When I Down A Black Eighth



My Style Is Much Hotter Than The Enchilada Plate



My Name Is James But The Girls Call Me God When I'm Humpin



I Should Get A Gold Medal For Broad Jumpin



Rappers, Talkin Bout, Back To The Old School



You Never Shoulda Left In The First Place Fool



Now Everybody Wants To Be A Prophet



But I Won't Quit Rhymin Bout My Dick So Get Off It



You Put A Rhyme Together But I Only Dismantle It



So Gimme A High-five Cause You Juts Can't Handle It



If Rap Was A Swimming Pool I'd Climb To The Top



Plus A Triple-back, Hand Me The Mic And Watch The Belly Flop



Dagnabit, I Got A Bad Habit



It Don't Matter Where I'm At I Seen A Booty And I Grab It



So Niggaz Step Back Before You Get Lit



I'm A Grown Motherfuckin Man And You Can't Tell Me Shit



Chorus: Repeat 2X



You Can't Tell Me Shit, You Can't Tell Me A Hot Damn Thing



You Can't Tell Me Shit, You Can't Tell Me Shit



Verse Three: J-Ro



I Rock You Like Lenny Kravitz, Or Nirvana



I'm Puttin Suckers On Pause Like A Comma



I Never Ape Crazy Act But I Got The Yapes A Superhero



From The Ghetto Puttin Creases In My Capes



(Up Up Up And Away, J-Ro!!)



I Got More Hoes Than A Canyon Got Echoes



I'm Rougher Than Bluto, Tougher Than A Callous



My Number One Football Team I