[Hook: Young Jeezy]
On 285, on 285, I don't know where I'm goin' on 285, I drink when I drive
I just love when I'm high, I don't know here I'm goin', on 285, on 285 (x2)

[Verse 1: Ludacris] [bad word] equipped with 2 straps on my lap, move back, 45 tucked by my side
Sip a little bit of this, sip that, drink up, I'm so [bad word] when I drive
I'm wood grain, grippin' and tippin' on some 24's
I puff the magic dragon and then blow smoke out of my nose
I try to tell 'em ain't nothing changed, but the mileage on the range
It's baby powder white, and I whip it like cocaine
All up and down 285, and I'm goin around in circles man
My partners call me Prince, cause they know I got that Purple Rain
Burners along my waist belt, gotta pull up my pants like I'm Urkel, man
My girlfriend said, "You sure?" I said,  [bad word]  I'm for certain, man!"
I'm hurtin' the game so bad, they can't keep up when I'm counting this scrilla
My momma quit her job, cause I got her workin with six figures
Yes, she's workin' with six figures, and niggas is workin' like some slaves
She retired a little bit early, because her son is [bad word]  paid
And she ain't gotta do [bad word] but be rich and stay alive
And once an awhile just take her Lexus and drive on 285