[Intro: Phonte]
Uh, keep it goin', y'all
Are we goin', y'all? Check it out
Phontigga, from NC to Bucktown
Y'all niggas gon' Duck Down this is how we do it now
Yeah
For my nigga Buckshot, ayo, we better make history tonight, man
It's my last night as a free man
She-a motherfucking be here... in the Goddamn house
Tomorrow! Night! Come on!
[Verse 1: Buckshot]
10 o'clock on the dot, I
Make my way over to my girl's job by the shop
She in the wide body drop, all black
I didn't see her parked in the front so I said "Fall back"
Called the cell, I heard "Call back"
So I called back, like a fool I heard more bashing
Then laughing on the other side
Word to mother, I'm... psst
Word to mother I'm, not in the mood for the rude tactics
She think ahead then move backwards
Let me relax kid, cause
I don't wanna catch me a case
Even though I could just fetch in my waist
Stretch and embrace
Then place this nine in your face
I'm not
When I think about what I could have got, I just stopped and said
"Let me not get knocked by the cops"
So before you get shot by the shop
I play the block, cause
[Hook: Keisha Shontelle & Phonte]
This is crazy, baby (Uh, uh)
But I just adjust to all of the changes (Yeah)
Gotta move, gotta grind with purpose
On my own thing dawg, and y'all broads ain't worth it, come on
This is crazy, baby (Aw, yeah)
But I just adjust to all of the changes
Tryin' to keep control of the mic
No time for all you silly hoes in my life
That's how we do it
[Verse 2: Phonte]
Oh what the heck
Let's get married and have a son named Dylan
No big deal, no sweat
No big meals and no checks
We was struggling, and...
I guess we just couldn't handle that type stress
So we went our separate ways, game over like XBOX
No hard feelings baby, we gave it our best shot
So I hopped on a Boeing, and went back to touring and figured
"What the hell, I'll just go back to hoeing"
It started with this first chick, I call her the R
Light skinned, looking like she should have been in DeBarge
Her tit-ties was monstrous
But had baby drama from another guy
Otherwise, I wouldn't have squashed it
And then it was this stripper chick I met in the mall
Who used to send me instant messages from Dockside Dolls
But now I got a new broad, who rock my world too hard
And I'ma stop pimping, and her plane lands tomorrow, oh!
[Hook: Keisha Shontelle & Phonte]
This is crazy, baby (Uh, uh)
But I just adjust to all of the changes (Yeah)
Gotta move, gotta grind with purpose
On my own thing, dawg, and y'all broads ain't worth it, come on
This is crazy, baby (Aw, yeah)
But I just adjust to all of the changes
Tryin' to keep control of the mic
No time for all you silly hoes in my life
That's how we do it
[Verse 3: Buckshot]
Me and Phonte sippin' this Bombay
I introduce this chick as my fiancé, can I say?
She's sort of like Beyoncé, beyond paid
She the boss, so she like to floss like she on stage
She a flirt though (What?), you know, flirt a lot
Word, sha?
Blow berserk though, you heard it, word of mouth
I had to cut her off, I had to cut her loose
The only bird I'm rocking is a goose
Fly the coup!
[Bridge: Keisha Shontelle (Phonte)]
You must be the man that I done heard about (What?)
It's Phonte, and yeah, I see about the way you flirt around (Oh stop)
So can we work it out?
[Verse 4: Phonte]
Yeah, I know you heard about my lying and my gambling
Of hoes at the shows, all the tricking and philandering
But now I'm just chilling with my nigga named Buckshot
And for you girl, Help is on the Way like The Whatnauts
I must not break my discipline
Or wifey take me to divorce court, and have me back at the bus stop (Number 9!)
Naw!
[Hook: Keisha Shontelle & Phonte]
This is crazy, baby (Uh, uh)
But I just adjust to all of the changes (Yeah)
Gotta move, gotta grind with purpose
On my own thing dog, and y'all broads ain't worth it, come on
This is crazy, baby (Aw, yeah)
But I just adjust to all of the changes
Tryin' to keep control of the mic
No time for all you silly hoes in my life
That's how we do it
[Outro: Phonte]
You may find yourself
Living in a one room apartment
On the other side of Marsville
And you may find yourself
With a Dominican house
And a Dominican wife
And you will ask yourself "Well...
How did I get here?"
