Sexy and thuggish...2 step...and shake, uh...2 step...and shake...
-Thin C-
From N.Y. to L.A., thugs do play/ From Cleveland to sexy, M-I-A/ Time to roll up, and get smokin/ I be with the seedless cush, for fiends/ So Popular Copy like,
There ok"/ Original, M-O T-H-U-Gs/ Lames that got beef, we like "Yea, bitch please"/ See the two glocks? You don't want none of these/ Trigga finga contagious like a bad disease/ Getcha tossed out like a bad of seeds/ My brain can only comprehend the color green/ If you ain't bought that, then you won't be seen/ The sexiest mommas be found on our scene/ T-shirt and panty parties with Thin-C/ And Layzie Bone we stay gone/ Can't even remember the November I been home/ 2 Steppin on...
-Thin C-(Layzie Bone)-Chorus-
All my ladies (Ladies)/ All my playas (Where my playas at?)/ Where my thugs? (Now where my thugs at?)/ All my gangstas (Uh, gangstas come on)/ 2 step (Uh) c'mon...
-Layzie Bone-
(Wha, wha, wha) Terror Squad got you leanin back, lemme introduce the next/ All of you ladies shake your bodies while my dogs do the step/ Keep it bouncin till you sweat/ Got the floor hotta then a heata/ Take your shirt off in the club, nigga wear that wife beata/ If you really glad to meet her, grab her hips and slow grind/ Back it up and let her drop it, man that ass is so fine/ Man she dancin with a thong, showin, twistin like she hoein/ A freaky ass school teacha, niggas ain't knowin/ She said she like the way I 2 step, and she wanna learn/ Side to side baby girl I'm finna sweat out your perm/ Let yo friends get a turn, it's enough to go round/ Steppin wit two bad bitches, it's about to go down/ We in the club tonight/ We poppin bottles tonight/ And both of yall comin wit me, long as ya love me right/ This is a thugs delight/ Put on no salt, just peppa/ If she ain't come to kick it I'm wit the next 2 steppa (C'mon)
-Chorus-
-Layzie Bone-
(Wha, wha, wha) Now bend your knees twice/ Dippin, dippin/ One for ta the back you dippin, no slip it to the front now push up on it till ya feel the kitten/ Catch it like a catchers mitten/ On your mind, you wanna hit it/ Get it man, don't baby sit it, especially if ya wanna get it/ Don't forget to get them digits/ Call her up and let her know, you that big dicked nigga thug nigga, steppin out on the dance flo'/ Never blow your chance bro/ Invite her to the club again/ This time, bring that icky sticky green and a bottle of Hen/ Share em wit her girlfriend, spin her like a whirlwind/ Plus you never show them ends/ Go on and flex them dividends/ Plus she know you ridin Benz (Indication, Ball'R Status)/ Whisper in her ear like, "Baby girl, I gots to have it." (I gots to have it)/ She just havin me you know what that mean/ You gotta bad new bitch boutta run on your team/ So after the club close baby know the party resume/ It'll be you and two bitches steppin up to your room/ Now step
-Chorus-
Recorded for the Layzie Bone album It's Not A Game