Lyrics:

[Intro]
Aww shit
Aww shit
Aww shit

[Verse 1: Shaggy 2 Dope & DJ Clay]
Pulled out my cell, lined up with five others
In the little mirrored room, scared as a motherfucker
She's starin' us down 'cause someone got clapped
She didn't recognize me, charge dropped, I beat the rap
Lookin' at these pretty bitches, it's about that time
I'm tryin' to get the homie wet like it just rained outside
Never lookin' for no heat but motherfuckers try
It's like we ain't got them Roman candles and pop off them fireworks
Chillin' at the crib, bored out my mind
Looked at the clock, it said quarter to nine
I got a text from [?]
Comin' right over, shit, Viagra time
Man, I love it when I hear a wicked beat like this
Because we get to make you other rappers sound like shit
Me and Shaggy flexin' hard in a clean-ass whip
With a hundred cops behind us like "Aww shit"

[Chorus: Shaggy 2 Dope & DJ Clay]
When I step into the room they like "Aww shit"
Double hatchet in my hand, they like "Aww shit"
Motherfuckers and all like "Aww shit"
Always deliver that wicked like "Aww shit"

[Verse 2: Shaggy 2 Dope & DJ Clay]
I'm still out here on these streets, don't forget that yet
I keep an eye out for these trolls on the internet
You can eat a plate of balls and a bowl of dick
And still catch me in the crowd when I jump in it
Couple dudes on the corner, it's about to go down
One pulls out a sack, [?] hits the ground
The other ninja runs [?] free weed
Walked over and homeboy's pockets, two G's
I left a stripper at the club and stole the bouncer's car
But I don't remember why 'cause all the Xanax bars
I woke up ass naked on my bedroom floor
But it looked a little different 'cause I live next door
On my way to my homie's house, dirty as hell
Pass a cop doin' eighty, now he's hot on my tail
Weavin' through the neighborhoods, the pig won't quit
Hit the freeway, hit the nitrous, "Aww shit"

[Chorus: Shaggy 2 Dope & DJ Clay]
When I step into the room they like "Aww shit"
Double hatchet in my hand, they like "Aww shit"
Motherfuckers and all like "Aww shit"
Always deliver that wicked like "Aww shit" ha
When I step into the room they like "Aww shit"
Double hatchet in my hand, they like "Aww shit"
Motherfuckers and all like "Aww shit"
Always deliver that wicked like "Aww shit" ha
[Verse 3: Shaggy 2 Dope & DJ Clay]
I was gettin' with this bitch in a drunken fog
No rubber in sight, so I went up in it raw dog
Nine months later, claimin' it's my kid
Nope, accordin' to the test, that's a big fat negative
I've been in situations where they want my seed
So I'm slangin' all these birdies that chicken feed
They wanna fuck Clay but don't wanna claim
Yo that's okay, 'cause baby mamas crazy
Chillin' with my boys in the park, mini Gatherin'
Po' rolled up so I asked what's happenin'
He said we needed permits but didn't have to leave
He was Juggalo down, cracked the brew and hit the weed
Give a dap to the Juggalos that show that love
'Cause there's a million more out there that are just like us
Some won't claim it, it is what it is
But when they hear this record, they like "Aww shit"

[Chorus: Shaggy 2 Dope & DJ Clay]
When I step into the room they like "Aww shit"
Double hatchet in my hand, they like "Aww shit"
Motherfuckers and all like "Aww shit"
Always deliver that wicked like "Aww shit" ha
When I step into the room they like "Aww shit"
Double hatchet in my hand, they like "Aww shit"
Motherfuckers and all like "Aww shit"
Always deliver that wicked like "Aww shit" ha
"Aww shit"