[Yung Berg]
Yeah - so you know we had to do a remix right?
Rob Holladay, told you we was gon' be famous [bad word] !
Ahh!! Yeah - Y, B's, still
I told y'all my album was crazy
Do our dance with us
It's the remix, shorty bring it back
It's the remix, Jim Jones on the track
It's the remix, shorty bring it back
Rich Boy, Yung Berg, bring it back, c'mon

[Intro: Junior - sung] + (Yung Berg)
Hey y lady (yeah) it was nice to know you (it was nice to know ya)
But I gotta move onnnnnnnnn-ah-onnnnnnnnn-ah-onnnnnnnnn-ah-onnnnnnnnn
Hey y lady (hey y lady) it was nice to know you (it was nice to know ya)
But I gotta move onnnnnnnnn-ah-onnnnnnnnn-ah-onnnnnnnnn-ah-onnnnnnnnn
(I told y'all!) Hey y lady~!

[Jim Jones]
It's hot days in December
We down Miami, drop tops in the winter
We off ocean, the Coupe doors open
And front wet woolies off Superman potion
Casino slang, try and kick game
She was flyer than a plane from her toes to the Gucci frame
(She was fly) [bad word]  but I'm sittin on two hundred thou'
I can't front cause I'm diggin lil' momma's style
London bag by Thomas Wylde, Vuitton shoe by Extreme Hole
Fall edition with the mean sole, pencil jeans look painted on
One night, the next day I'm gone
5 AM in the morn'
 [bad word] and high off Patron, momma it's on
Momma is you grown? It's the X-rated show
And if you got a man he's now your excellent foe
I'm bad

 [bad word] One: Junior - sung] + (Yung Berg)
Hey y lady, it was nice to know you (it was nice to know ya)
But I gotta move onnnnnnnnn-ah-onnnnnnnnn-ah-onnnnnnnnn-ah-onnnnnnnnn
Hey y lady, it was nice to know you (it was nice to know ya)
But I gotta move - WHEN WE SING THIS SONG (yeah)
WE GON' HAVE SOME FUN (yeah) Hey y lady~!

[Yung Berg]
Yo, so quiet down I'm in the mode for pimpin
Yellowed denimous watch, call it Flotus Simpson
Young boy, so he like older women
But the young girls they know the bid'ness
Meet me at Pimp Leach{? }, then go to Zini
Or catch me on the tube like I Dream of Jeannie
Snap two times and I'm in a new city {*snap snap*}
Two mo' times and I'm back in my city {*snap snap*}
 [bad word] LADY~!) Chi city, fly with me
Shorty wan' ride with me in the S-550
They call me Young 50
Beats like Dre, flow like Biggie
Bop like Diddy, you can't match this
I don't roleplay, let my girl do the actin
Yeah, and shall I say
Au revoir, adios from the YB gang, g'night!

 [bad word] Two: Junior - sung] + (Yung Berg)
Hey y lady, it was nice to know you (it was nice to know ya)
But I gotta move onnnnnnnnn-ah-onnnnnnnnn-ah-onnnnnnnnn-ah-onnnnnnnnn
Hey y lady, it was nice to know you (it was nice to know ya)
But I gotta move onnnnnnnnn-ah-onnnnnnnnn-ah-onnnnnnnnn-ah-onnnnnnnnn
Hey y lady~!

[Rich Boy - over [bad word] 
Ay, y lady
Rich Bwoi, new money, locked
{*Laughing*} Ay

Hop in the ride baby the interior's soft
Let's go to my palace or up to my loft
Let me upgrade ya, nothin too major
Put ya in some Fendi just to add a lil' flavor
You musta got that pretty tan on South Beach
I can fly ya out the country where the phones don't reach
 [bad word] to Alabama where I'm +BIGGER+ than the mayor
Hoes lickin at the lamb like a Life Saver
Talkin 'bout bread, well I'm a whole loaf
I can be the butter, let that [bad word] be the toast
Or I can be your master and sit up on the throne
Have you walkin 'round in a leash and some thongs
Smellin my cologne, my manstick be long
You can get it now you ain't gotta wait long
Ain't nuttin like a slim wiz with a pretty face
And y lady I'ma give you first taste, roll with me

[Yung Berg]
It's the remix, shorty bring it back
It's the remix, Jones on the track
It's the re