Now faker taker maker holla at cha later
Slide, slide, dip, shake
Don't it sound so fantastic
I hit you with the one two whammie
I is what I is and what I am is like my Mamey
See the chrome spinnin' on the wheel stop jockin'
And even date a ball player from the Lakers
Mr. Moles on da beats
Tell you who the muthafuckin' boss is
Fresh gear, e'ryday all week
Of course, its my Rolls Royce's made dem nosses
Teenie, Weenie
You chain platinum or is it really sterlin'?
I'ma let you see my on TV
That I'm done I ain't even begun
And as for certain behind every curtain
That's the way a real diva like to floss it
Slide, slide, dip, shake
I make 'em think I got a whole bunch of paper
Buy a car no matter what it costess
Now hate me like you hate to eat your wheaties
Feel the boom bass to get you bad kit
Move it all around, move it all around
I got Puma's on my feet
If I had to be your ho so po'
Fifteen's putting holes in you back kit
Acceptin' my Emmy or da Grammy in Miami
Move it all around, move it all around
Underground like the streets
Slide, slide, dip, shake
And yes, it's my concern that
You know I keep a high from a peeps never cheap
Move it all around, move it all around
Bo bo boom, bo bo boom, bo bo boom, bo bo boom
Two tewnty can't see me in a bottle like a Genie
I'm old school, I rock da Sherlin
Move it all around, move it all around
But they used to call me fatty
Now here's a freebie
Slide, slide, dip, shake
My record sales gonna jump and do leaps and
Tires burnin' through Queens and Mt. Vernon
Shake and wake up tell 'em what to get my ass from Jacobs
And Missy be the beats behind the beats
And I don't give a shit if you can't stan' me 'cause
Move it all around move it all around
I'ma let you know real nice and slow I'll be broke as a joke
Sho creep
My Lamborghini disappear like Houdini
From New Jers. heard all the way to Berlin
While you sleep I'm on the grind as a creep
Missy on the rise like the sun if you think
Slide, slide, dip, shake
Your no tooth granny with a hole in her panties
I'm a drive and you walkin' that's why you talkin'
My rims keep turnin' and turnin'
Till I got with Puff Daddy
Slide, slide, dip, shake
Is a snake bitch lerkin' and she about to catch a hurtin'
And I don't mean to sound to Peti
