Lletres: Ludacris. Incognegro. Come on Over.

?Girl, we might has well see what's up wit these niggas?
?Hello?, ?Hello?, ?Yeah, what's, oh, oh, what's up?? ?Hey?
?Yo, this is 20/20, hey, hey, Cris, Cris?
?So ask 'em if they comin' ova?, ?Oh, okay?

?Yea, yea, so what's up, man? So what's up?
Are y'all gonna come through or not??
?Yea, we comin' through there?
?Alright, not so bad, let me go on an' tell you how to get here
You ready??, ?Yea?, ?Okay, you go, aww, shit
Let, let me let Cris tell ya, hold on hold on?

?Alright?, ?Hella?, ?Yea?, ?Yea, okay, you go, umm, 85 south?
?Okay?, ?You gonna get off old National Highway
Make a left, you're gonna come all the way down
'Till you get to Creel Road, make a right on Creel?, ?Okay?

?An' you just gonna keep comin' down
You gonna see this big ass white mansion on the right hand side?
?Word??, ?Hell, yea, there gonna be a convertable Jag in the driveway?
?What??, ?Range Rover, all black, hell, yea?

?Shit, now?, ?We like right next door an' shit in this hud house
Yea the door kinda fucked up so you're gonna have to, uh
Climb through the window, is that cool??
?What the fuck? Hell, no, nigga?