L.S.F. (Version Revisited)

（La-la-la-la,lalalalalala）
Yo,whats the deal,nigga?
Aint nuthinpa,we just here and all that
Trynna get our head rights,get this money right
You know what Im sayin,you know how it go
Just another day in the hood （la-la-la-la,lalalalalala）
Yo,yo
Aiyo,what a night,New York City, heard it goindown
Friday night,midnight,Atlantic City
Slot machines,ding-ding-ding-ding-ding,when they ring off
Lock the doors,thats when Ghost just gd off
Cigars ,paisley robes
Four bitches guardinme safely as we walk to the window
The cashier was scared,she asked for my info
The manager arrived with two guards,thats an insult
Thats the cause,just because
We talkinbout 5million dollars here,this aint Play-doh dough
And your horoscope read,you gonslay those lows
We got scribbes,Anthony Acid,rockinthe show
Special guest:Starks Mark Bronson
First five hundred bitches went crazy he let them on and in
All he did was plug me in,I got the chargin
Got they bras and ran through they whole apartment （la-la-la-la, lalalalalala）
Oooooh weee,ohh wee,（la-la-la-la,lalalalalala）
When I step into the party,all the ladies wanna know
Im hanginwit the ballers,yeah,or my nigga Ghost
I can tell you what they say haters,if you wanna know
They say ooooooh wee
When Im roll in my Mercedes,all the ladies wanna roll
Be my Juliet and I can be your Romeo
If you actinmenace I can pick another hoe
Oooooooooh weee （la-la-la-la,lalalalalala）
In the middle of the summer,or even twenty below
Im a bad muthafucka,Im way to fuckincold
Let me tell you what they say,when Im pullinoff my drawers
They say ooooooooooh weeeee
Aiyo, aiyo
My games here to party,just to cut up a rug
Dont make me wanna cut up a thug
Now play something for D.J.,cuz theres nothinbut love
Hosted by the ladies who lookinfor somethinto rub
When we roll out,we roll on dubs,rollinup bud
The Theodore Unit,we controllinthe club
Mamies,shakinthey ass,they throwinit up
Like a B.E.T.commercial,Im 'wrappinit up'
To the bang bang boogie,up jump the funk
When I bang big bullets,I buck up a chump
I love to get a bitch thats stuck up the hump
Act thug,then my bullet gets stuck up your rump
Like boom,yall heard,I bust and thats my word
So if you get out of line then,that your ass is mine
And Imma run up in your house,put it in your mouth
I might be new to the game （what?）
But its a damn shame,what a brother bout to do to the game
I got Mark Ronbackinme up
Im already on a song with Nate Dogg,that's why you wanna hate,dog?
Heres a warning,when Mark bring the horns in
Say the wrong thing,and you wont see the morning
You gonget dealt with man,yo Nate, man
lets ride on these bitches,come on