(feat. Petey Pablo)

(Pop a Dom boo, what, c'mon)



[Petey Pablo]

It's the dippy dippy don now you heard that

Let's take you back, where the original Tim the bird at?

I got shit here to make you down on twelve-pack

Call Rudy, tell him hook us up a twenty sack

C'mon c'mon c'mon, we ballin y'all

Where my cats think you feel me at?

Alla y'all, and when we earn that

They finally let the dish and the pan

Then I start with some cash

Let me get to Virginia (V-A) link up with Timbaland

Now I'm bustin they ass

Now they callin me The Incredible Man

I'ma shit it sick like YEAHHH

And there is one thing to understand

Y'all know what it is and Petey is just what I am

Spit what I spit cause I don't give a damn

Spin like just like y'all spin at the mall in blue drawers

On some du-rag, it's 'bout to be the all that is

New broad, new day, new cars, new motherfuckin deal

Heyyyyyy



[Chorus: Petey Pablo]

Heyyyyyyyyyy baby bubba

If y'all feel it let me hear you say

Heyyyyyyyyyy baby bubba

We lost the music selector

Heyyyyyyyyyy baby bubba

If y'all feel it let me hear you say

Heyyyeyyyeyyyyy baby bubba

Well he caught me in the van, the gun chat lean fah-ward



[Timbaland]

Check me out in my black Trans-Am dippin on that man, who that be?

TIM-BA-land, now haters wanna get at me

Just because we three brothers dippin in the FLY RIDE

He don't care though, nigga we just three FLY GUYS

all up in your local mall pickin all your local broads

HOLLA - if you wanna get into a local brawl

We the in-timidators, y'all in-timidated

by our bling bling ring ring, and I can't debate it

LOWR