After the party it's the Waffle House If you ever been here you know what I'm talking about Where people don't dance all they do is this And after the original you know what it is Remix it had to go down I got something else to tell you about the new Motown Where people don't visit they move out here And ain't no telling who you might see up in Lenox Square I don't know about you but I miss the Freaknik Cause that's where my city used to be real sick People from other cities used to drive for miles Just to come and get a taste of this ATF style I'm the MVP most ballin'est player Make my own moves call me the mayor Monday night you know things change with time Magic City back lookin' like 89 All my homies on the south side up in the Ritz Tuesday night the Velvet Room sings Wednesday stroke cause I don't go no more Cause they don't know how to treat you when you come through the door Thursday night was pushed but we moved the fuel And I be up in the booth drunk actin' the fool Friday night they're tired they still got love And the shark bar be poppin' like it's a nightclub Saturday still off the heezy for sheezy You can find me up in one tweezy Sunday get me some sleep I'm on my way to the deck to hit Janser T's Holla! And yo I'm from New York man Representing NYC to the fullest And the heads be duckin' New York be bustin' Take that Welcome to New York Where we don't play and how the towners get got like every day And the gangsta's a gangsta in every way Sittin' on 22's just for long money dudes Now the dawgs on it Diddy shine on it Tell Flex to run it back and drop a bomb on it Sunday we layin' low in Halo Sippin' Chris and we straight Monday we go to Bungalow 8 Tuesday I'm in spa drunk doin' the shake And for the rest of the week we just follow the freaks You can spot us out of town by the way that we walk The way that we talk Cocky the state of New York Hot now top down at the rocker game New coupe, no roof, player what's my name? Now Brooklyn, Queens, Manhattan, Staten, Uptown What now? Let's make it happen New York If you can make it here, you can make it anywhere And we still here, and we buildin' four more new towns You say St. Louis ain't hip-hop Dirty we hop to us hip I'm a lunatic with too much grip to let us slip I'm so St. Louis, ask my tattooist I was like a waterboy, now they sayin' You can do it I'm Baby Huey, one of the best in the Louie Sip Louis, Louis, dressed in Louis Home of back porches, Chucks and herb horses Old school, costly, trailblazin' like Portland The girls are the best like Travis with fat asses I call them gimme girls, they always tell me I can have it All got habits, the static Buy two cats and coats with automatics St. Louis is the truth like Sojourner Don't need a burner, we learn from Ike Turner I tried to told you, don't cross that bridge Without permission from them St. Lunatics Yow, yow, yow Ladies and gentlemen, we got the big Snoop Dogg in the house tonight He just came from our tour And he want to tell y'all a little bit about where he come from Palm trees, bad bangs, and Warner B's OG's like me, eat no policies Now ladies, jelly beans, and Waller B's Real grills from the set I've hardly ever seen Mostly herds, sell a bird off the kizzard The movie dip, we hop it then we swizzers A lot of homies like to wear the pizzer Hair longer than hers, sharp with the pizzer Doggy bizzard, he know I like to bizzard Like Kobe and Shaq, so take that Long Beach is on the map The city by the sea, R.I.P. J.D. You know about the L.B.C. Blood and stillers, cold hearted killers Real capillars, real fillers Ain't no swillers, a lot of Bang, diggy, dang, dang Dog pound, gangsta, crip gang Yeah, we do the damn thing Go to Pomona, scoop up cocaine Head to the church house to get a little workout Smoke out, drink up Now put your bank up, it's all on me I got a scenery to stank up Crank up the beat, raise up the heat I'm throwing a block party on 2-1 street Welcome to Atlanta, we mix hay And we ride on them thangs like everyday Big beats, hit streets, see gangstas roaming And parties don't stop till 8 in the morning Welcome to Atlanta where the players play And we ride on them thangs like everyday Big beats, hit streets, see gangstas roaming And parties don't stop till 8 in the morning