Cruzin'

8Ball and MJG

Three 6 Mafia, and 112

We finna take this thang to another level

You hear me?

All the ladies come to the front

All the haters, get out the building

Yeah

Laid back in the 'Lac

Grippin' the grain, as I'm cruisin' the streets (as I'm cruisin' the streets, girl)

It's 1:12 on the dot, you're on the phone talkin' dirty to me (hey, hey, hey, hey)

Shawty talkin' dirty to me (oh, yeah)

I wanna know, do you really wanna go? (Come ride with your boy)

'Cause I'm sittin' in front of your condo

(Other niggas playin' around) believe me, I'm the one though

So baby, take your clothes off and bring your body next to me (yeah)

(Let's cruise, baby) (uh)

Now, how long will it take a nigga like MJG

To get a girl back to the hotel? (Oh)

I'ma stop and get some rubbers and some Cigarillos

You can meet me, I'ma be in room 112 (say oh)

'Cause I did enough talkin' on the telephone (yeah)

Right now, I'm really tryna put my hands on it

So if you any kinda way

You can come through, I know you didn't really plan on it (oh, oh)

Although I gotta come and pick you up, show you off

Ride to the hot-spot (ooh)

But don't try to act special, when you ridin' in my drop-top (no, no)

Listen what I need you to do is, hold this bag while I break this bl- down

We gon' have to park in a minute

'Cause the cops get hot right around by sun-down (look at ya)

I like it how you wear them jeans

Tight fittin' motherf-, right with the low-rise (low-rise)

MJG finna sprinkle in somethin' super incredible

- I'm so fly

I got my hand on the wood grain

I'm in a Cadillac feelin' like a "Space-Age Pimp", mayne

And even if you try hard as hell (oh-oh)

You never do it like I did it (listen to me)

It's a motherf- pimp thang (baby, baby)

Laid back in the 'Lac

Grippin' the grain, as I'm cruisin' the streets ('cause I'm feelin' like cruisin' the streets)

1:12 on the dot, you're on the phone talkin' dirty to me

Talkin' dirty to me (hey)

I wanna know, do you really wanna go?

'Cause I'm sittin' in front of your condo (oh-oh)

(Other niggas playin' around) believe me, I'm the one though

So baby, take your clothes off (yeah) and bring your body next to me

(Shawty, bring it body to me, baby) (yeah, yeah, uh, uh)

Can I get you to come here, girl?

Let me say some sweet in ya ear, girl (hey)

I see ya movin' ya butt to the beat, girl

Wanna dip? Then come see my world

Big-Ball the one with the extra keys to the condo uptown (yeah)

Come through when you want to

That's how me and lil' ma get down

Sometimes we hit the town

With the radio up, and the windows down

Get a suite at the W, get a bag of bush and just smoke it out

And I don't expect every motherf- (oh) in here to know what I'm talkin' 'bout

These niggas ain't got no game

A lotta these n- just talkin' loud (oh-ooh)

And I know I'm not the best lookin' n-

But I'm, so far from the worst lookin' n- (yeah)

When it come to the dirty, me and my n-

We was one of the first in the picture

Three strikes on my feet

For my n- J (I), MJ, put'cha peace sign in the air

Wanna go to a place where they don't hate? (Oh, oh)

Listen to ya boy, let me take you there (listen to me, tell her later, babe)

Laid back in the 'Lac

Grippin' the grain (oh-oh), as I'm cruisin' the streets (as I'm cruisin' the streets, girl)

It's 1:12 on the dot (yeah, yeah), he's on the phone talkin' dirty to me

Shawty talkin' dirty to me (yeah-yeah)

I wanna know, do you really wanna go?

'Cause I'm sittin' in front of your condo (hey, hey, hey, hey)

(Other niggas playin' around) believe me, I'm the one though

So baby, take your clothes off (yeah, yeah) and bring your body next to me (hey, hey, hey, hey)

(Ooh, baby)

I like it when you call my name

I like it when we play that game

What game is that, girl?

That freaky-deeky game

It ain't no shame when I bang

Go ahead and grab that thang

That grown man thang

Stop gigglin' playin' mayne (oh-oh)

Do you know what I'm sayin', mayne?

See, you's a freaky dame

Can I call up couple of my friends?

So we can run a-, run a-

And I'm sayin' I think I can

I'm bangin' her out the frame

Doin' that big-boy dance

With my hands on my side, mayne

I'm a D boy from the hood (from the hood) (yeah)

Smokin' on a big bag of kush (bag of kush) (yeah)

Workin' all day in a trap-house (yeah)

See the police, then we push (yeah)

And when a player ride through the street (yeah)

I'm always lookin' for a freak, yes (yeah)

They call me the Juice Man gigolo (yeah)

Take it out (take it out) (yeah)

I hit her up on BlackBerry

She see the e-mail from daddy

She know it's time to shake her man

And meet me at the ho-telly (ooh-whoa-oh)

See he a old head, with some more bread, Keep her fed

But I'm the one she call, when she need that a- tapped

Laid back in the 'Lac (yeah) (oh)

Grippin' the grain (ha), as I'm cruisin' the streets (back in South Side, ridin' the streets)

It's 1:12 on the dot (hey, hey, hey), you're on the phone talkin' dirty to me

Shawty, talkin' dirty to me

I wanna know, do you really wanna go?

'Cause I'm sittin' in front of your condo (oh-oh, ooh)

(Other niggas playin' around) believe me, I'm the one though

So baby, take your clothes off (yeah) and bring your body next to me (shawty bring it next to me)

(Ooh, baby)