'cos we run out of jokes, Going to the movies, babes in the wood, Gonna get a telescope, look real good, Gonna run out, rolling like a rock, Gonna get a girl and she gonna get
my paper stack when I'm filthy Funny how a nigga get the screw facing at me Anyhow, they aint got the heart to get at me I'll get down, southsides the
cos we run out of jokes, Going to the movies, babes in the wood, Gonna get a telescope, look real good, Gonna run out, rolling like a rock, Gonna get a girl and she gonna get
they mean Brush my shoulders off I stay clean, look how I gleam Keep a gang of chickens on my team, ya know wat I mean? You a jazzy girl, its your world
real Now, it's like, you wanna ride with me You don't even know what ride is, look You wanna get clean, you wanna get dirty You wanna go left, right This
call her So that I can come and get her 'fore she's picked up by her father So I smashed up in the Malibu How would you feel watchin a fine thick hoe
too Don't stop I see you let's work It's that Dirty Money Uh, How fly is he Your baby momma cry for me like Jodeci So how you not notice me Pull up to