[Master P]  
 Ugh  
 Call me when you need  
 Plan b you ain't tripping  
 You heard me  
  
 You Bonnie I'm Clyde  
 Let me rob a bank at night and go between them thighs  
 Holding like Sam  
 Cocked it like a tech 9 take it off safety and won't jam  
 Now I got you loving me  
 Your boyfriend's mugging me  
 But thugs ain't tripping keep on hugging me  
 And tell me how you want it (how you want it)  
 And we can have sex from 6:00 to 7 in the morning.  
 Some say I'm a sucker for love  
  
 [Silkk The Shocker]  
 But the hardest niggas need us so blame I'm a thug  
 Now regardless  
 Pull out the red carpets when I come through  
 Never tripping making our ghetto wishes to come true  
 Don't blame it on the hangover  
 Blame it on the benzo and Lorenzo  
 And the way I spit game when it's going past ten I got to be in it like a  
 ninfo  
 So here's the keys to my ride  
 And if you bout it my flight ride will be fly  
  
 [Chorus]  
 [Master P]  
 Plan b everybody needs one  
 Plan b call me when you need some x4  
 [Sons of Funk in background]  
 Can we lay all alone  
 Dolja blunted  
 I don't see nothing wrong  
 It's a coat of funk  
 Do you think you can love this thug  
 When you want to get closer  
 Fiending for this ghetto love  
 You can't get enough  
  
 [Kane & Abel]  
 Maybe it's the hennesey I want to give it to you  
 Have you screaming No Limit Soldier when I'm finished with you  
 Now turn the lights out ain't nobody here but us  
 Girl your s hitting you got me feeling some lust  
 So many playas in the ghetto you don't know who to trust  
 They tell you riding with this thug might be dangerous  
 Now sip the champagne hit the green let me play with your hair  
 Take you to Victoria's Secrets pick out something to wear  
  
  
 In the clouds of smoke  
 Making jokes  
 We getting blunted  
 Getting hot cause you like the TVs in my 600  
 Keep it on the low don't tell your man we done it put my 9 on the dresser  
 And let me undress you  
  
 [Chorus] x4  
  
 [Kane & Abel]  
 Kane & Abel, Silkk The Shocker, Master P, Sons of Funk  
 Go run and tell your girls bout a night with a soldier it ain't no limit