There are two rules to remember if you wanna have a good time
Rule number one, never run out of Colt 45
Rule number two, never forget rule number one

Bitches say I'm too smooth
Trendsettin' since a little dude
Nowadays I'm in a different mood
I'm in it to win it, dunn, I can't lose
Watch me work harder
Think out of the box and be smarter (What up?)
The loudest in the room, dunn
They always recognize a grimy one (Haha)
I talk like a pimp (Let's go, what up, ma?)
My gun heavy, that's why I walk with a limp (Brrah)
Need to chill out, I'm always tense (Uh-huh)
Forty a night, you on the bench (What up?)
Hypnotize you with this deep voice
Your bitch a slut, she got no choice
Twin flyin' in the Rolls-Royce
They like to see me stunt, that keep the chicks moist

Duh-duh
Let's go
Movin' out