l am 2SMACK'D and I wanna fly so highly You could tell da truth but you dn't know what you hidin' Baby I'm yur's and so lets get to ride it uhh.. yu'll bitches 're sayin' my girl got no feelin' She ain't no real but de fact she got me reelin' sittin' in a bar wit' my beer chillin' wit' my hommies. (And caught by cops got me carazy)×2 I've been poppin' since Seventeen Had yur grl poppin' like da twerk team Yeah,fillin' up a wood good wit' trees. Tryin'na stuff my pockets up wit' some green backs. Hatin' people talk about the team. Miss the first time then we gone spin back. I'm just tryin'na make a little cream , Sorry officer if I spit crack. Sunday straight to Sunday and I quit. But if yur grl eyein' me I'mma hit that. All I want around is my team. (So if yu ain't real gotta step back)×2