Well alright (Statement) There's only one way to go from here And that's up (Mister Hood) Amen
[Ace Hood:] Okay, me and them schemes got my past life jealous Niggas doing crime but I'm into making cheddar Promise to my mama you will never send me letters Or view me through them bars with them murderers and killers Addicted to the women, but she like to call them hoes With them fine high heels and them super fitted clothes Fascinated by the dough, I graduated on Just my salary alone I can get a bank a loan With them six figure checks that just pop up at my home Got me flying around the world, Louis V. to carry on And what do I do? Blow a couple on a shone Brag about it on the phone to my niggas back at home Got my mama in my ear saying "Leave the women 'lone" They don't mean you no good, they just know you by your song But that's another note, I just thought I'd let them know Mister Chili-Pepper-Flow, sick as AIDS in the throat Man you niggas for the show, call them Doctor Huxtable This 'The Statement', I swear you rappers sign at the do' Mister 9-5-4, blow a nigga team's smoke Who going to kill them in the end before the credits even wrote? This a movie, niggas playing groupies Jumping on your dick when they see you in the two seat Claiming that he hot, but you rappers never move me Like they take the action out the motherfucking movie Boo he, puue, nigga I'm the shit man Bad bladder so I only wear a shit bag Yeah, so name another nigga this dope If it is, probably turn him into white coke Big money, bitch nigga I repute broke Light slow and I swear I let them all know I'm at your front door Light it up if you know you got the good smoke
[Drake:] Who would have thought I'd be caught, in this life? Let's celebrate, with a toast And get lost, in tonight And make it all light up Wait until the sun goes down We going to make this bitch light up Even when the sun goes down I'm a make it go...