[Chorus: Nasty C]
Tell them others and strippers to come inside
We got mineral, Gin and we got some wine
How it feel to be you and all your friends?
Is how it feel to be stuck on the other side
I wouldn't want it
I wouldn't want it
I wouldn't want it
I'm really on it
I'm really on it
I'm really on it
I'm really on it
[Verse 1: Nasty C]
I heard we coming up
f** it we running up
Haven't we done enough?
f** all the runner ups
We got the numbers up
We got the summer talk
We got the commas my n***a
Yeah we got all the luck
Real life sh**
Willy in the crib making hits like this
Nothin in the world make you feel like this
When you realize this
I can never stop
Even when a beat break like this
Everybody in the God damn rap game got the first time stick
Where the weed at?
I need that
The kids need a flow
I got em sick with the same sh**
They say I keep on noticing
When they ask if I mean it
I say well yeah b**h I wrote it
And on the road I got so and so
Riding dick like a rodeo
[Chorus: Nasty C]
Tell them others and strippers to come inside
We got mineral, Gin and we got some wine
How it feel to be you and all your friends?
Is how it feel to be stuck on the other side
I wouldn't want it
I wouldn't want it
I wouldn't want it
I'm really on it
I'm really on it
I'm really on it
I'm really on it
[Verse 2: Chad]
"f** the Fact that I'm a white
Rapper/
Come with a balaclava look black and
kidnap ya/
You making jokes it's funny cause we
ain't laughing/
But then I had to come in with Nasty to
cause Disaster /
Tell me what's funny f** it just point
me to the money /
Even though I might of hit it I'm not in
it for your honey, trust me they love
me/
Don't get it twisted we not buddies I'm
Running /
and word to Priddy man cause sh** bout
to get ugly
f** it I'm ready to blow
f** it I'm ready to go
I'm bout to pull out and all of my foes
I'm bout to go and get me some new
clothes
I'm bout to ball out on all of the hoes
He got a problem then we let him know
We came in so quick that he didn't know
We wanna see what he got here we go"
[Chorus: Nasty C]
Tell them others and strippers to come inside
We got mineral, Gin and we got some wine
How it feel to be you and all your friends?
Is how it feel to be stuck on the other side
I wouldn't want it
I wouldn't want it
I wouldn't want it
I'm really on it
I'm really on it
I'm really on it
I'm really on it
[Verse 3: Chad]
Black car suited for white Dons
I see these rappers panicking some of their hype's gone
The only sh** that works is the records that I'm on
It's 20 for a feature to k** you on your own song
Give me a SAMA
This year I'm gunning for the drummer
Only a verse away from being the Dalai Lama
I need to get a MAMA
You homies peening for nirvana
These youngn's looking desperate
I see them screaming for a come-up
So sure I make you move when I come through
Real Gs got to do what what they got to do
And it's all on you
Watch gon' do?
What are you planning to do?
Cause homie you're on the other side
You try to to get to us but you don't know where we reside