text: Yeah, cmon
  Hear ye, hear ye
  You son of a bitch, you
  ScHoolboy Q and Tha Dogg Pound is in the motherfuckin house
  So uh, get your skates, get your...
  Get your issue, funky bitch, you slow on your feet
  Get your issue, funky bitch, you slow on your feet
  Get your issue, funky bitch, you slow on your feet
  Man, them niggas aint hot 
  Man, them niggas aint cold 
  Man, them niggas aint hot 
  Man, them niggas aint cold 
  Man, they jewelry aint froze 
  Man, them bitches wont go when your money dont grow 
  Big body, big Benz 
  Big body, big Benz, big body, big Benz 
  Big body, big Benz 
  Big body, big Benz, big body, big Benz
  Steppin in my big blue Chucks
  Groovy Q, they all wanna fuck
  Park the Cutlass at the pump
  Hit the switches over speed bumps
  Knockin six-twelves in the trunk
  Where the girls with the rump?
  All the pretty bitches to the front
  All you groupie niggas to the back
  Put the 50s on the map
  Got my Hoover star on the hat
  Cause we groovin like that
  Yeah, we movin like that
  Slangin dick, I shoulda made racks
  Nigga, clean dick in that cat
  Got my jimmy on strap
  Like it when your booty get tapped 
  Why your jewelry aint froze?
  Why your money wont grow? 
  I move the pussy, cant fold 
  Bruh, you on the down low
  Cuz work on Melrose 
  Ima sling an elbow 
  Get a job? Hell no
  Man, them niggas aint hot 
  Man, them niggas aint cold 
  Man, them niggas aint hot
  Man, them niggas aint cold 
  Man, they jewelry aint froze 
  Man, them bitches wont go when your money dont grow 
  Big body, big Benz 
  Big body, big Benz, big body, big Benz 
  Big body, big Benz 
  Big body, big Benz, big body, big Benz
  Woke up and Im already drunk
  Ima give the bitches what they want
  Put this dick up in your rib
  We could bring the party to the crib 
  Give them bitches dick to mouth and then doggy on the couch 
  Show her what this Crip nigga bout 
  Nigga slangin D up in the drought
  Groovy bring the bitches out
  Nigga, West Coast up in the house
  Leave your trapping in the South
  Bring the grooves to your feet 
  I could make a million every week
  Bro, this big body Benz aint cheap
  Why them bitches want me?
  Bro, you want it low-key
  Shit, I probably OD, Ima live it up free
  Judge, no, I never couldnt be
  Everybody dancefloor, what you got a man for?
  Girl, I could do the pussy Rambo 
  Do I love her? Hell no
  Man, them niggas aint hot 
  Man, them niggas aint cold 
  Man, them niggas aint hot
  Man, them niggas aint cold 
  Man, they jewelry aint froze 
  Man, them bitches wont go when your money dont grow 
  Big body, big Benz 
  Big body, big Benz, big body, big Benz 
  Big body, big Benz 
  Big body, big Benz, big body, big Benz
  In a drop-top, shit, yeah, the knock-knock
  Six in the morning and Im yelling out, Dont stop
  Money makes the world go round, in case you didnt know
  In case you didnt know about these pussies and these hoes
  And these sluts, whats up? Heard they actin up
  If you dont give a shit, then nigga, we dont give a fuck
  I told you once before that this is how the shit go
  ScHoolboy Q with Tha Dogg Pound flow, you know
  We hella faded
  Man, fuck that bitch, nigga, why you fakin?
  Man, fuck that bitch, nigga, why you hatin?
  Fuck that bitch, you trip 
  This is what you get 
  Fuckin round with this
  DPG shit 
  TDE, bitch
  We aint talkin, no conversation
  We just bangin around the nation
  If you dont know, now you should know that
  Fuck that
  We aint talkin, no conversation
  We just bangin around the nation
  If you dont know, now you should know that
  Fuck that
  Man, them niggas aint hot
  Man, them niggas aint cold
  Man, them niggas aint hot
  Man, them niggas aint cold
  Man, they jewelry aint froze
  Man, them bitches wont go when your money dont grow
  Big body, big Benz
  Big body, big Benz, big body, big Benz
  Big body, big Benz
  Big body, big Benz, big body, big Benz