Let's go... "Got another hit of fresh air!!". "Oooooh got another hit!". [Fat Joe]. Platinum chains down to my dick. I'm so sick like flames light up ya bitch. Get it hot like 'dro and firin and pink slips. You at the club alone now she hidin in my whip (But kick it). I know just what you need; you need to fuck with me. Cuz when you ballin with Joey you in another league. Somethin like Doji Chloe diamonds and better weed. I'm four-wheelin through roads you mighta never seen. Take you on trips you know the minimal shit the basic. Long as your dip is official if we're twistin you lace it. Spit it amazin when I'm layin the mack game. I could put 'em in chains and give 'em blings and cashy rings. Like delicious thug passionate candy cane. Know you could stay witcha mayne and just (?). I ball with the best of them flossin the emblem. First playa front get applause from T.S. and them (Clap my niggaz). [Hook - Fat Joe + Remy Martin]. [FJ] I know what bitches like (What?). They wanna live it live. They want a nigga with eight figures that can give 'em ice. They wanna chill up in Villa with me every night. [RM] Yeah pa you got it right. That's what my bitches like. But I know what niggaz like (What?). They wanna hit it right. They want a chick that's willin to strip on the first night (True). The type of chick that'll make you forget about ya wife. [FJ] Yeah ma you got it right. That's what my niggaz like. [Remy Martin]. I pull up to the club in the truck. Like what the FUCK IS UP!. I stay out with the blunt cuz I don't give a fuck. With L-I-D niggaz know who I be. And I know what niggaz like niggaz like me. Pretty Remy on the rocks in the V.I.P.. See niggaz like menages and overnight parties. Butt naked bitches in the hotel lobby. I plays the bar cuz they don't charge me. Plus niggaz like dogs to broads in white T's. Outside it's a fight over me. Cuz I'm with niggaz like "Yeah you better get it right". "You know my shit is tight". If you live we'll be fuckin today as long as you ain't. Touchin my pay this shit is nothin to me. I got my mind right my money right I'm pushin a Benz. Plus I'm a dime like (Whoa!) Got niggaz lookin for Rem'. [Hook: Fat Joe + Remy Martin]. [RM] I know what niggaz like (What?). They wanna hit it right. They want a chick that's willin to strip on the first night (True). The type of chick that'll make you forget about ya wife (C'mon). [FJ] Yeah ma you got it right. That's what my niggaz like. I know what bitches like (What?). They wanna live the life. They want a nigga with eight figures that can give 'em ice. They wanna chill up in Villa with me every night. [RM] Yeah pa you got it right. That's what my bitches like. [Fat Joe]. You know a lot mama. How be take a nice cruise to the Ba-ha-mas. With ice daquiris and jewels picture. Just me and you under the palm trees. Up on the beach in your bikini and we feelin the breeze. [Remy Martin]. But baby I know just what you need. You need some Hennessey (Uh-huh). And in a minute we'll finish it with a little me. Sex into sleepin on bedsheets outta Italy. Then send yo' ass back home without no energy. [Fat Joe]. Yo after I take you on a night on the town. We could slide to the telly when nobody's around. The next-door neighbors complainin because they hearin the sound. [Both] It's goin down da-down da-down da-da-da-da-da-da down. [Hook - Fat Joe + Remy Martin]. [FJ] I know what bitches like (What?). They wanna live it live. They want a nigga with eight figures that can give 'em ice. They wanna chill up in Villa with me every night. [RM] Yeah pa you got it right. That's what my bitches like. But I know what niggaz like (What?). They wanna hit it right. They want a chick that's willin to strip on the first night (True). The type of chick that'll make you forget about ya wife. [FJ] Yeah ma you got it right. That's what my niggaz like. Hit.. got another hit. Hit.. got another hit. Hit.. got another hit. Hit.. got another hit.