| Hey, big man, put the money in my pocket |
| No? Take the eyes out your sockets |
| Yeah, I know you’re dead, but I heard that you talked shit |
| Go to your coffin, load it up, and pop it |
| Awwww, take us! |
| Yae-yae-yae, yae, yae-yae-yae, yae, aww |
| Yae-yae-yae, yae, yae-yae-yae, aww (Take us!) |
| Yae-yae-yae, yae, yae-yae-yae, yae, aww |
| Yae-yae-yae, yae, yae-yae-yae, aww (Awwww) |
| Redneck Billie tried to fight me on a bad night |
| Cut his throat open, smoked an ounce out his windpipe |
| Oh, you’re sayin' I’m dumb? Buddy, shut your piehole |
| Potato on the gun, blowin' fries through your eyeholes (Woooo!) |
| I smoked two ounces, now I’m out of fuckin' money |
| Still got your mom fuckin' callin' me «Honey» |
| She called me up, and she says that I’m gorgeous |
| Oh shit, I’m robbing your porches |
| Awwww, take us! |
| Yae-yae-yae, yae, yae-yae-yae, yae, aww |
| Yae-yae-yae, yae, yae-yae-yae, aww (Take us!) |
| Yae-yae-yae, yae, yae-yae-yae, yae, aww |
| Yae-yae-yae, yae, yae-yae-yae, aww (Awwww) |
| Shit! |
| Take us! |