[Chorus 2X: Rah Digga] I love it! (I love it!) I want it! (I want it!) I need it! (I need it!) Got to have it! (Got to have it!)
[Young Zee] Yeah, five X got me high to death So high I can't even tell my right from left If it's beef, right now we in trouble 'Cause all of us drunk and Young Zee seein' double Shout to my dames in the house Let us bash, knowin' my tape coming on You can strip right now and get butt naked 'Cause doe come first nigga, a bitch come second Girl, you gon' make me kick one leg in Right inside your stomach while you six months pregnant Zee disrespect thugs, that wanna flip drugs Doe can't fuck with my checks though Let me hear about a war, y'all get carried out the door An' buried 'round the floor, you're feelin' kinda poor Your belly drive a four I push big chips, watch you ?????? an' I LOVE IT!
[Chorus] - repeat 2X
[Young Zee] Pass me your blunt you gon' get it back torse Pass me your 40, here take the back door You nobody, your crew's so tiny Zee got labels, all you ain't, who gon' sign me? C'mon! Get your click's whipped Football scores, we be 56 - zip Neck crampin', sex slammin' (aha) Fuck so much we need to get examined Sit me down now, Zee and rotwilders Two big dogs, you just a lil' dog like Bow Wow Girls choose a wish, I'll "fill your fantasy" like Ludacris Whilst your twat smells like tuna fish Tonight, I could do it on my first night No hotels, let's do it on my dirt bike Just call and say when You hate when I try to put it all the way in, but I LOVE IT!
My boys bone any hoe Chill with the Outz on home video Hoes ?said they no?, we rollin' in doe Take big long pulls, a hole in the dro O's get to go where no niggas go I go get the fo', you go six below Holdin' the rows, with a hole in ya clothes Don't diss the O's or we'll roll to ya show But there won't be no show 'cause we closin' the do'! Go to your home we be bonin' ya hoe G-g-g-go, now where you gon' go? My boys stole your fo' We're chokin' your throat when we catch you on the low and I LOVE IT!