E.M.S.

Yo yo I need no introduction everybody Heard of 50 Cent and heard of G-Unit I'm not high tech and I'm not qualy You see me in the club You better tell the bouncers to treat me special I'm somebody 'Cause I get on that jet, in five minutes flat Niggas a come back, shoot up ya party If I don't have fun, no body havin' none I'm tryin' to holla at ya, come here shorty Shout out to my nigga juvy, wack go skip Buck, my niggas from New Orleans rawty If we on the same page, when you see me on stage You gunna throw ya hands up, and you gunna applaud me You know how I get, I'm on that bullshit nigga nigga I Run around with the tray - like its a sport Call my name in the bitch, when I sit in the court I got a million dollar smile and a fist full of peso's And the wrist so white, so you could light up a stage show In the club, nigga I stay holin' 'Cause I'm on point for those wolves in sheep clothin' I play the ball with a double shot of Henny 'Cause after this spot, its cheetahs and mg's Short if ya feel a nigga, call me Hey you ain't gotta like me, that's cool I don't give a f*ck, by only time It gunna put me in a bigger truck F*ck kids, it ain't my turn to be stressed A bitch worst nightmare is a paternity test I'm too young to be faithful If money means love, I hate you I only trip on the first of April Holler at me if you thugged out shorty Ready to fight you, dice for the blunt and pull the slub out for me N if you're not, don't even call me