[Intro - T.I. talking]. As you see the O.G.s from Grand Hustle done laid it down again. T.I.P. shawty. Hey yo this for all my homegirls like to see a baller do his thing. Get ya shit together come on. All the eight nines and dimes. I'd like to welcome y'all to the best time of ya life. Ya understand that. All the stones is real. And it's all chrome on the wheels ya know. Anything less is uncivilized. [Verse 1 - T.I.]. Pull up to the club lift both doors up. Hopped out clean and yo ho chose us. Walked in the door make the show hold up. Cause my neck and my bracelet is so froze up. The kind of stones bitches wanna see close up. So we don't appraoch them they come and appraoch us. Roll the dro up then go post up. Look down with the west fixin' go sho' nuff. In the V.I.P. and all eyes on us. Hoes chill poppin' pills blowin' dro no dust. What cha say got a man so what. I don't know him baby and he don't know her. I got a new Phantom and my own chauffeur. Ya think ya fixin' be thinkin' bout him no sir. Probably prefer to tel ya man good night. Unless you don't wanna know what the good life look like. [Hook - Lil' Kim T.I.]. [Lil' Kim]. If you ain't gettin' money good night. I know what a broke nigga look like. When ya ridin' in ya wheels get ya shit together. Boy them diamonds ain't real get ya shit together. [T.I.]. Now we can ball seven days six nights. If tht head and that pussy hit right. Hey match ya panties with ya bras get ya shit together. Go get ya hair and nails done get ya shit together. [Verse 2 - T.I.]. Hey I'm off the scene with Louis the thirteenth. Chains swings to my jeans and my T-shirt clean. In case you been researching I'm the King. With a style as mean as the Earth seem. Chest on ice and my wrist on gleam. 30 karats in the ring money ain't no thing. You think I'm playin' but I ain't joking. The dro king if it ain't purple I ain't smoking. Rubberband bank rolls fifty thousand dollar cheddar knots. Try to shine is you out your mind boy you better not. I walk around with more money than you ever got. Shrewd attitude like I never had to sell a rock. Shawty I can get you in whatever spot. Backstage front row what I got to front for. I'm getting bored don't even know what I stunt for. Got a lot of rides what it hurt to cop one more. [Hook - Lil' Kim T.I.]. [Verse 3 - T.I.]. To all my hot girls if you wanna come chill. Or roll on chrome wheels let me tell you what it is. We fixin' throw a little party at the crib. Where the floors tricked out and the rooms like ill. The basement's cool but the pools unreal. Where that millionaire lives shit remains concealled. So pop a pill put on your blindfold. I'm hitting the dance floor and grab eighty-nine more. Let em' know we on the way where they been trying to go. I knew I had em' when they asked me "What kind of diamonds are those". Headed to the spot pouring double shots of XO. Play the "Love Below" ane watch'em undress slow. Flicks on the flat screen make em' want to "Get Low". And spit shine this dick of mine until it gets swole. When they kick it with the king they don't wanna let go. So whatcha gonna tell a nigga when he tell ya "Let's Go". [Hook x2 - Lil' Kim T.I.]