[Master P] Ugggh, call me when you need Plan B you ain't trippin You heard me? You Bonnie I'm Clyde Let me rob a bank at night and go between them thighs Holding like Sam co*ked it like a tech 9 take it off safety and won't jam Now I got you loving me Your boyfriend's mugging me But thugs ain't tripping keep on hugging me And tell me how you want it (how you want it) And we can have s** from 6:00 to 7 in the morning. Some say I'm a s**er for love [Silkk The Shocker] But the hardest n***as need us so blame I'm a thug Now regardless Pull out the red carpets when I come through Never tripping making our ghetto wishes to come true Don't blame it on the hangover Blame it on the benzo and Lorenzo And the way I spit game when it's going past ten I got to be in it like a nympho So here's the keys to my ride And if you bout it my flight arrives at five [Chorus] [Master P] Plan B everybody needs one Plan B call me when you need some (4X) [Sons of Funk in background] Can we lay all alone, doja burnin I don't see nothing wrong Is it cool to f**? Do you think you can love this thug When you want to get closer Fiending for this ghetto love You can't get enough [Kane & Abel] Maybe it's the hennesey I want to give it to you Have you screaming No Limit Soldier when I'm finished with you Now turn the lights out ain't nobody here but us Girl your s hitting you got me feeling some lust So many playas in the ghetto you don't know who to trust They tell you riding with this thug might be dangerous Now sip the champagne hit the green let me play with your hair Take you to Victoria's Secrets pick out something to wear In the clouds of smoke making jokes we getting blunted Getting hot cause you like the TVs in my 600 Keep it on the low don't tell your man we done it put my 9 on the dresser and let me undress you [Chorus] 4X [Kane & Abel] Kane & Abel, Silkk The Shocker, Master P, Sons of Funk Go run and tell your girls bout a night with a soldier it ain't No Limit