Intro (Action) Uhh man, I just want to thank you, ridin on this muthafuckin' mission with us, From Queens to Boston, all around the muthafuckin' planet As the ganja gets evaporated Tellin' all these bitches beat me cuz I'm activated Rockin '97 Maxes with the double bubble wrapped around the bottom Old Gold twisted like the cap that's on the bottle Mash on the throttle, swish, shoot expose the ankle Swiss chocolate lay up in the bed like a blanket Ready to smang it; smash it and bang it, No more fruit punch in the crib so I guess I'll have to tang it Young Bronson, blade runner, Rucker Howard Sticky fingers cuz that's what I use to crush the sour Suede shoes like the natives in the teepee 22's drop Z3, get off the peepee, Beep beep, twist the laser key, press the clutch Shift into the gear, give it gas and then I hit the Dutch My mind is diamond, have you feelin' like you sniffin' dust We come in heavy so you better have your shit to bust, Pussy! Yeah, Queens shit, that last shit, uh huh, no doubt, no doubt, We out.