triggas to guns P.A. fool A nigga named Bun, a nigga named Bun, no more sun, no more shine Say hello to the nine milly (Buck!) millameter (Buck! Buck!) Money tight
fresh Triple gold double-A Dayton's is the best, ugh I got them sixteen switches like Dre Cos where I'm from fool that's what everybody play UGK-1 written
Rollin on some white balls and hubcaps And even though I got long nails No more French manicures bitch, YOU GOTS TO DO YOUR OWN NAILS!! I told my niggaz to make sure that all their shit was tight
three muthafuckin sixteens! You can?t fuck wit it, fool! We drops three of three sixteens! And ain?t a muthafucka tight like this, we droppin three tight
