Dj : Southern Smoke!
Diamond: Ms. 32 tell em'
Hop up out tha bed, threw my shades on.
Took a look in the mirror said what's up. Yeaaaah, gettin' guap! Oooooh. Pull up to tha mall, with my heels on. Took a look at dem hatas said what's up. Yeaaaah, gettin' money! Oooooh gaaahhh.
I put my b**hes on, thats why I made this song. Every n***a in tha club got my ringtone. Ring tone tone, yeah yeah, I throw it back (Throw it back), you know Ms. 32 got that comeback. And that's a damn fact, I bless tha damn track. Call it Crack on this muh f**en Kodak. See me on the Internet, tell em you wanna iChat, 20 with the Lamborghini, already bought that.
Hop up out tha bed, threw my shades on.
Took a look in the mirror said what's up. Yeaaaah, gettin' guap! Oooooh. Pull up to tha mall, with my heels on. Took a look at dem hatas said what's up. Yeaaaah, gettin' money! Oooooh gaaahhh.
I got a new Crib, and a new deal. That's why I'm throwin' hundred fifty thousand bills. Yeaaaahh.. Yeaaaahh.. I got a question why tha ice on me, got everybody asking am I wifey. Like what's up? Yeaaaahh... Yeaaaah...
Hop up out tha bed, threw my shades on.
Took a look in the mirror said what's up. Yeaaaah, gettin' guap! Oooooh. Pull up to tha mall, with my heels on. Took a look at dem hatas said what's up. Yeaaaah, gettin' money! Oooooh gaaahhh.