(D. Vaughn, M. Clayton, B. St.James) Johnny too bad now, don'tcha know As he pushed that old Chevy down to Mexico Thought he'd give Vera Cruz a whirl
Dashing through the snow In a one horse open sleigh O'er the fields we go Laughing all the way Bells on bob tails ring Making spirits bright What fun
told me if you see the chick then go take the chick/ And if you a playa you'll get chose and these other boys can go pay for it/ [Chorus] You know i'
it... Custer, jump on it, jump on it, jump on it... Apache, jump on it, jump on it, wowowowowowowowowo!! A-hunga-hunga-hunga-hunga [Big Bank Hank] I'm Big Bank
faces. A simple dance two step over do-se-do, next thing you know your synergizing backwards overflow, and that all happens right here in the naked city, now go
the club, Remy, Rose when you're all ready say go, okay everybody pop a bottle, make that thing go pop everybody pop a bottle, make that thing go
leave a stain Let it rain hydroplane but I'm ridin' slow Eyes closed, Etta James keep me on my toes (Say what?) Can't let her go [Hook] Old school when
go Let's go hey, gone, gone Man, I'm in the hood like a Nextel phone When the work come chirp then purp come chirp Then prototype Chevy it's a James
I'm gettin' the cash Don't dance face to face, bitch gimme the ass I'll help you out if you had a long day Dick like, good advice, it could go a long
your friends Your tech can carry Knock your paws off sync Left you flat like a soft drink Got more styles than Diana Ross swing Zone like Rick James when
broke, I kept money to count Get it down in dice games, win money and bounce A million motherfuckers, it's how the word's pronounced I keep my bank account, the banks
the pop stance Bank pounds like James Brown give 'em ?Hot Pants? I make your girl get down and open it up Put my dick up in they jaws and go in they
come the sleepers... Mark Twain: I can't even spell 'Mississippi'! George Eliot: George reads German Emile Zola: J'accuse Henry James: Howdy Miss Wharton
ass up under it Now pucker up them lips and kiss it hoe Here we go, Bad and Evil so you know how this'll go The competition's miserable, we stomp them
so hot Something's wrong with that picture, must be Photoshop I don't promote violence, but when sparkin the flame - BLAM Arms start wavin like the Carlton Banks dance When them tools go
never full of fear homie i stay well aware of whats goin around me muthafuckas want me dead i go wit a smile on my face,witness my time kid [Chorus] [Lloyd Banks
for diamond rings and chains It remains the same in the year you live in, see 'Cos if I pull out some heat, nigga, you'll go kick in And that's just
best, for my team I can't give less, you can hate me 'cause I can't be stressed, apply that pressure like a full court press, I breaks it down, like king James