Cruzin'

8ball & MJG

Three 6 Mafia, and 112

We finna take this thing to another level, ya heard me?

All the ladies comes 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 (Cruisin' the streets, girl)

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

She takin' 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 **** playin' around

Believe me, I'm the one, though

So, baby, take ya clothes off and bring ya body next to me (Yeah)

Ooh, baby (Uh)

Now how long will it take a **** 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

You done did enough talkin' on the telephone

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

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

Ride to the hot spot

But don't try to act special when you ridin' in my drop-top

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

We gon' have to park in a minute

'Cause the cops get hot right around 'bout sun-down (Break it down)

I'm liking it how you wear them jeans

Tight fitting motherfucker, right with the low-ride

MJG finna sprinkle in something sprinkle in something super incredible

Bitch, I'm so fly

I got my hand on the woodgrain

I'm in the Cadilliac feelin' like a Space Age Pimp, man

And even if you try hard as hell

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

It's a motherfucking pimp thing

Laid back in the 'Lac

Grippin' the grain, as I'm cruisin' the streets

(Dirty talk, layin' it back, cruisin' the streets)

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

(You talkin' dirty to me)

I wanna know, do you really wanna go?

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

Other **** playin' around

Believe me, I'm the one, though

So, baby, take ya clothes off and bring ya body next to me

Yeah, shawty, bring it next to me (Ooh, baby, baby)

Can I get you to come here, girl?

Let me say something sweet in ya ear, girl

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

**** come through when ya want to

That's how me a 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 motherfucker in here to know what I'm talkin' 'bout

These **** ain't got no game

A lotta these **** just talkin' loud

And I know I'm not the best looking ****

But I'm so far from the worst looking ****

When it comes to the dirty, me and my ****

We was one of the first in the picture

Three strikes on my feet for my **** J

MJ, put ya peace sign in the air

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

Listen to your boy, let me take you there

Laid back in the 'Lac

Grippin' the grain, as I'm cruisin' the streets

(As I'm cruisin' the streets, yeah)

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

(Shawty takin' dirty to me)

And I wanna know, do you really wanna go?

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

Other **** playin' around

Believe me, I'm the one, though

So, baby, take ya clothes off and bring ya body next to me

(Hey, hey, hey, ooh, baby)

I like it when ya 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 'head and grab that thang

That grown man thang

Stop giggling, playing, man

Do you know what I'm saying, man?

See, you's a freaky dame

Can I call up couple of my friends?

So we can run a train?

And I'm saying I think I can?

I'm bangin' her out the frame

Doin' that big boy dance

With my hands on my side, man

I'ma D boy from the hood (Yeah)

Smokin' on a big 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 (Yeah)

They call me the Juice Man gigolo (Yeah)

Take it out, skeet-skeet-skeet (Yeah)

I hit her up on Blackberry

She see the e-mails from daddy

She know it's time to shake her man

And meet me at the hotel (Oh, oh)

See, he a old head, with some mo' bread, keep her fed

But I'm the one she call, when she need that ass tapped, yeah (Oh)

Laid back in the 'Lac

Grippin' the grain, as I'm cruisin' the streets

(Sittin' back Southside, ridin' the streets)

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

(Shawty takin' dirty to me)

I wanna know, do you really wanna go?

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

Other **** playin' around

Believe me, I'm the one, though

So, baby, take ya clothes off and bring ya body next to me

(Shawty, bring it next to me) Ooh, baby