YO I NEEDS DOUGH YOU NEEDS DOUGH WE NEEDS DOUGH SO YO (X4)
VERSE ONE (MR CHEEKS)
PUT ON MY THINKIN CAP
DONT KNOW TO RAP ABOUT THE NIGGAS GETTIN OUTTA STATE TRAP
LIVIN DAT YO WHUTS UP BLACK
WELL ITS MY THIRD DAY HOME AND NOT A CENT TO MY NAME
NO JOBS THEY CLAIM IM BACK IN THE DRUG GAME
I NEED SOME MONEY IN A HURRY
IM SINGIN MY BABY BOY TROY HE'LL BE TWO NEXT FEBRUARY
IM IN THE CRIB WIT MY MAN
MY NIGGA VAN DAM
AN WERE THINKIN OF AN OUTTA STATE PLAN PEEP IT
MY MAN ROLLA DOUGHS FLYIN UP ON FRIDAY
HES BUY'N A HALF AN BOUNCIN BACK ON THE HIGHWAY
NOW FRIDAY COMES MOMS IS BEEFIN CAUSE IM CURSIN
SHE SMELLS CHEEB ON ME IMA WHOLE DIFFERENT PERSON
WELL I GUESS IM GOIN TA CHEET
SHE UNDERSTOOD THE CHAT
NOW CALL ME WHEN YA GET THERE AN TELL ME WHERE YOU AT
ALL RITE MA
I CHECKED OUT ALL MY NIGGAS THEN WE JETTED
WIT FIFTY BALLS A PEICE BROUGHT A PEICE FOR UNLEADED
SMOKIN BLUNTS FORTY OUNCIN
G AND P BOUNCIN
THIS IS HOW WE DO
WES THE LOST BOYZ CREW
CHORUS
WE IN THE GAME THE BITCHES THE MONEY THE CARS (X4)
VERSE TWO (MR CHEEKS)
DREAMS IN THE HEAD WE GONNA BLOW
46 BALLS A PEICE AN EACH GOT AN O
IN THE TRUNK PUNK
WE BOUNCIN TO JAMAICA QUEENS FUNK
AN INSIDE THE BLUNT 21 SKUNK
WERE HEADED FOR THE BELLY AN WERE ENTERIN THE MOUTH
NIGGAS IN THE HAT BLACK AN YO WE HEADED SOUTH
NOW THAT DONT LOOK RITE
BUT LISTEN BLACK WE BE AIIGHT
SMOKIN BLUNTS BY THE BOXES
GHETTO CHAMPAIGNE IS CHILL
STOP BACK THE FIRST BIT BOYS FOR GAS AN A MEAL
NOW EVERYBODIES LOOKIN AT THE NIGGAS FROM NEW YORK
FIELD JACKETS ON AN THEY PEEP AS WE TALK
I SAY TO PRETTY LOU WELL LOOK A ROLLA DOUGHS HAT
I WANT ONE OF THEM SHITS BY THE TIME I GETS BACK
WE GOT THE GAS AT
