Well it's 4 in the morning, n' in the back of the

beamer

Now mama, what's up? I know that you're a schemer

But you can't be frontin' when it comes to this,

put down your bag of tricks, gimme a kiss

I gotta castle in Paris, got a crib in the city,

I said I'd get you somethin' nice, somethin'

pretty...And I did

And you liked it like that, the beat's so big and the

beat's so fat

Up in the mudhouse, over in the club,

Gettin' crunk, Bling bling, I got some love for ya

Ass moving so fast, can't think

Big buts bouncin' up on the sink

I wish you was here, but I can't be sure

The night's all black and everything's a blur

I got my jacket on, smokin', lookin' like juice

Gotta honey on my table and my shit's all loose...sing!

Ain't got no dope, all got's my forty

Ain't got nobody, baby, I can call my shorty

Got my club jeans on and my car's in a ditch...Ain't

that the bitch

My shoes are Nicaraguan, my sock are crew

I got my hair slicked back so i can check out you

I got some nice shit to say and it sounds so good

You wanna write it down so when your back in the hood

You check back with it as you hit the pipe and make

sweet love to it all night

Up in the mudhouse, over in the club,

Gettin' crunk, Bling bling, I got some love for ya

Ass moving so fast, can't think

Big buts bouncin' up on the sink

I wish you was here, but I can't be sure

The night's all black and everything's a blur

I got my jacket on, smokin', lookin' like juice

Gotta honey on my table and my shit's all loose...sing!

Ain't got no dope, all I got's my forty

Ain't got nobody, baby, I can call my shorty