Dickie shorts and lincoln's clean leaning checking out the scene

Gangsta boys bligga's lit riding out talking sh*t

Ni**a where you wanna go you know the club don't close til four

Let's party til we can't no more watch out here come the folks

As the plot thickens it gives me the dickens

Reminiscent of charles a lil' disco-tech nestled in the ghettos

Of niggaville USA via Atlanta georgia a lil' spot where

Young men and young women go to experience they first lil'

Taste of nightlife me well I've never been there well perhaps once

But I was so engulfed in the ＂E＂

I never made it to the door you speak of hard core

While the dj sweating out all the problems and troubles of the day

While this fine bow-legged girl fine as all outdoors

Lulls lukewarm lullabies in your left ear

Competing with ＂set it off＂ in the right

But it all blends perfectly let the liquor tell it

＂hey hey look baby they playin' our song＂

And the crowd goes wild as if holyfield has just won the fight

But in actuality it's only about 3 am

And three niggas just done got hauled off in the ambulance （sliced up）

Two niggas done start bustin' （wham wham）

And one ni**a done took his shirt off talkin' bout

＂now who else wanna f**k with hollywood cold ＂

It's just my interpretation of the situation

Hook: damn damn damn James

When I first met my spottieottiedopaliscious angel

I can remember that damn thang like yesterday

The way she moved remined me of a brown stallion horse with skates on

Smooth like a hot comb on nappy a** hair

I walked up on her and was almost paralyzed

Her neck was smelling sweeter than a plate of yams with extra syrap

Eyes beaming like four carats apiece just blinding a ni**a

Felt like i chiefed a whole ＂O＂ of that presidential

My heart was beating so damn fast

Never knowing this moment would bring another life into this world

Funny how sh*t come together sometimes （ya dig）

One moment you frequent the booty clubs and the next four years

You and somebody's daughter rising y'all own young'n

Now that's a beautiful thang that's if you're on top of your game

And man enough to handle real life situations （that is）

Can't gamble feeding baby on that d**e money

Might not always be sufficient but the united parcel service

And the people at the post office didn't call you back because you got

Cloudy piss so now you back in the trap just that trapped

Go and marinate on that for a minute