And when he got ass I said, "Me too"
So the girl, that's my hon, almost dropped his glass
We gonna rise to the top
And we havin' a party, later tonight
And when he almost got shot I said, "Me too"
'Cause Cam rocks the party all night long
And when it comes to Jimmy, my name's, 'Me too'
Aye yo, I pull to the hotel with my shit on blast
I mean what the fuck is it why you stressin' me child
What you get now is just a preview
Mamacita horse and carriage is for hire
And when it comes to girls they behind us everywhere
"Does that say Harlem World?" Yeah you readin' it right
What you mean 'Gretzky be on'? Ice
Mamacita horse and carriage is for hire
In the SC we're gone, are you sexy in thongs
But when I go to court, you know the dress of the trial
'Cause you don't know nigga will fuck you up
If you'll sex in the Lex and your head be the bomb
We gonna rise to the top
We gonna rise to the top
Like Phil Collins said in, "The Heat Of The Night"
That when I hit 'em with some Puerto Rican judo
How we pull up in whips the minors stop and stare
Mamacita horse and carriage is for hire
It really wasn't nothin' she was peedy aight
You not my wife, so if I ask head I be fowl
Mamacita, please senorita
It don't stop and uh it don't quit
Horse and carriage, see my love's for hire
And when he got the drop I was like 'Me too'
Uh, you don't know what that is
Yo, I love when cats think they bigger than a sumo
I mean when I hang up on 'em they pressin' redial
And you don't know we'll put you where you can't be found
And you don't know you better toughin' up
'Til when? 'Til the early morn'
Right now too tipsy to drive
Horse and carriage, see my love's for hire
I guess he was shocked when I touched her ass
Mamacita, please senorita
Oh you're gonna buy me diamonds? Shut the fuck up
Mamacita, please senorita
And we gonna rise, and we gonna rise
We gonna rise to the top
We all tinted out, your car's see-through I see you
But I got my horse and carriage right outside
Mamacita horse and carriage is for hire
Tell the vally, "Motherfucker don't hit my Jag"
Mamacita, please senorita
Horse and carriage, see my love's for hire
'Cause when he got cash, I was like, 'Me too'
You better be down, the only question better be, how
Seen the bell boy, nigga he can kiss my ass
It'd be one thing if you were finessin' my style
That's when I say, "They don't know who gat this is"
I'll get you that stuff that Gretzky skate on
And uh drop six and uh we pop Cris
And you don't know yo' guns is hand me downs
Michael Foster, Puffy Combs
Just show me my room nigga, and get my bags
Threaten me now, bet me a thou, no dirl deadin' me now
Jimmy Jones, Mason Betha and Bloodshed for Eva
And you don't know baby, we don't need you
