[Chorus: {Young Buck}, Female, (Male):]
Fresh out the trap I got a hundred grand on me And I'm a make it rain I'm the fu***' man homey Do ya thang (do ya thang) I got the pills, got the weed got the yay The Maybach Benz, no rims and the windows is tinted I never drive this b***h I just get head in it I ain't fu***' with the stick shift automatic Lamborghini Hoggin' up the third lane Yeah I got that work so who the real Birdman? And if you want this stack The Chevy signs in the seats Plus I got my strap and you can find me in the streets First I check my trap then I count my gees Then I clean my whip ya'll know where I be
[Chorus: {Young Buck}, Female, (Male):]
What you thought this was and who you think I am? I get that block money I just started paying Uncle Sam Flip the work, take the profit, and go jakk it off Canarie Yellow Cadillac and it match my cross A Dirty South boss I get it before it come out I put it on the highway and fill up before I run out I leave 'em with they tongue out Let the hos hear my motor and my mama hit the blunt In the projects you can catch me parked in the front My ****s buy a brick a day and a Chevy every month We don't want to get away we want to get our shine on So worry about your own hood and leave mine alone Then I give it to my homies and go buy another Bentley You want to ride with me? Then go and hit me up Make sure you're ready I'm a come through and pick you up
[Chorus: {Young Buck}, Female, (Male):] Whats up in the streets?