Shut Up (Remix)

We gon' let the band deal with this
Y'all know we had to remix the damn thing, right?
For all them bustas
All them niggas hating on Slip-N-Slide
Shut up
Funk boogie remix
Shut up
Deuce Pop, Ms. Trina, Trick Daddy, biatch
Shut up

Uh-huh, okay, what's up? Shut up
Uh-huh, okay, what's up? Shut up

What's up? Deuce Pop', I'm finna handle shit
I'm finna take Slip-N-Slide to the championship
My nigga Trick got the ball, he the quarterback
Deuce Pop got D like Warren Sapp
2-4-K, we was born to Mack
All that get money shit, I was born for that
Throw up your middle finger if you feeling us
Coming out the cake with a million plus

Playboy, that slick talk about to stop
Deuce Pop finna put the South on top
What's up, uh-huh, okay (okay)
Bad hoes, you know we don't play
That's how we do, sipping on Malibu
Hennessy with the Coconut Yoo-hoo
2-4-K, turn out the lights
Spit that fire burn out the mics
Shut up!

Uh-huh, okay, what's up? Shut up (who's bad?)
Uh-huh, okay, what's up? Shut up (who's bad?)
Uh-huh, okay, what's up? Shut up (who's bad?)
Uh-huh, okay, what's up? Shut up (who's bad?)

Bad like this, ain't nann hoe bad as the baddest bitch
Who's bad? You know my name
It ain't been in the same since I came in the game
I'm off the chain with a figure eight frame
Everything I drop, it's a hit man
I risk game out to game fame
Rock the mic leaving lipstick stains

The baddest when it comes to this bitch game
New coops, dicks shifts, switch lanes
Lemme show you lame hoes how to get change
You needa take grand's before he get brains
Get ya mind right, don't be a lame hoe
Ain't shit for free, that's how the game go
Trina on top and I know ya mad
Top-notch, off glass, okay, who's bad?

Uh-huh, okay, what's up? Shut up
Uh-huh, okay, what's up? Shut up
Uh-huh, okay, what's up? Shut up
Uh-huh, okay, what's up? Shut up

Yo, it's T-double-D representing the Southside
Down with Trina Tre Plus and the Lost Tribe
We long to funk, keep, keeping these beats tight
Niggas gon' be like, "Yo' shit so tight"
A'ight then what happened to the five mics
What? Slip-N-Slide niggas ain't so tight?
Huh? What? You wanna bet?
Call 2Shey, you and him discuss that

Back to it, T-double-D-R, shut up!
I don't even see y'all
Now how you gonna this like this?
Riding around listening to that bullshit
Yo' pappy shoulda taught you better
Then put you up on fake ass niggas
Cross the board gay-ass niggas
Who me? I'm a killer, ex-con, ex coke dealer
Flow getter, don't see no nigga

Uh-huh, okay, what's up? Shut up
Uh-huh, okay, what's up? Shut up
Uh-huh, okay, what's up? Shut up
Uh-huh, okay, what's up? Shut up
Uh-huh, okay, what's up? Shut up

Shut up
Shut up
Shut up
Shut up