featuring Foxy Brown The Lox

Yeah

Uhhh

[Foxy]

It's time for everybody

To get they muthafuckin' minds right

Cause it's about to go down

Straight like that

Oooh

Uhhh

Kid Capri

Ill Na Na

And the muthafuckin' L O X

That's right

Chorus (Styles)

>From the top of New York where they be poppin' they corks

>From the bottom of the slums where they be poppin' they guns

Niggas that rock whips and get plenty of one's

But niggas goin' hand and hand, are havin' to run

The niggas that had cake and got sent up state

For the mother who lost the child and had to settle for weight

For those who up out the ghetto, but don't know how to skate

Guess you gotta live the life that has fallen to fate

[Sheek]

Aye yo, aye yo

Our shit contagious, so ya'll niggas try to quaratine us

Ya'll niggas shook up, and all that like Orange Juice is

My gun American, but my niggas got foreign enemies

Six cars between us, laced out

Half my money from the drug route, ya know how that goes

We into heavy metal plugs, and slum shit for the nose

Is Sheek Lucion, he better ball with a groupie on

My python, gettin' sex

In hotels with connect the rooms

Fill letter walk through on his ex

Jadakiss and Styles walk a pound up through a storm

Room service, bring 'em champagne with five matts on

>From most hated, to heavy rotated, forget it

Next stop is movies, ya'll check it when Blockbuster get it

Cheap-skates, sweatin' off pre-release dates

For Money, Power & Respect, on platnuim out the gates

>From Rusell Simmons to Puff, Lox and DM