| Song | Give Me Tha Ass |
| Artist | The Beatnuts |
| Album | Stone Crazy |
| 作词 : Fernandez, Rushen, Tineo | |
| Intro: | |
| Ha, say who's scientific, 3 C-F Mafia (that's my crew) | |
| JuJu: | |
| Yo, on the real homey, let me let you know about me | |
| Cause ain't too many people who can talk about me | |
| See frontin' ain't nothin', who they tryin' to jerk | |
| Half of them niggas talkin' can't pay for the work | |
| They in my pocket, this flow, they can't stop it | |
| Shit, 20 bricks and a dream team to mop it | |
| Who wanna knock it? | |
| Get blown out the socket (Hey, who's gettin' money?) | |
| Remains the topic | |
| Stay true, somethings in it for you | |
| I know you wanna get down, Martinies and Malibu | |
| That's a dream, pay attention to the sceme | |
| Follow the rules and we could all get cream | |
| Hook: | |
| Baby if you give me the ass (baby if you give me the ass) | |
| Maybe you might see some cash (maybe you might see some cash) | |
| If you think I'm moving to fash (if you think I'm moving to fash) | |
| We can lace this blunt with hash | |
| Pyscho Les: | |
| Where you from? | |
| Q-Bourgh, harsh and rugged like ma bourgh | |
| Beatnuts new joint (what?) | |
| Give it to you radio style, so heads can groove | |
| Gotta make this move in 9-7 | |
| Attack with the most hunger, got mouths to feed and we ain't gettin' no | |
| younger | |
| No doubt, mix the Guinstout, with the Colt 40 | |
| Toastin' the majority, stay bent | |
| With tobacco spilt on the pavement | |
| Feelin' my beats from the basement, on this one cut | |
| No killer shit (shhhhh) | |
| That's why we hit you in the head with a joint you familiar with | |
| Hook | |
| JuJu: | |
| Yo shortie rock we can wine and dine | |
| But in time let me remind, eventually I plan to be | |
| Somewhere behind you, mind you | |
| Never the less here to refine you | |
| Take you outta def and dumb and unblind you | |
| No game shortie, don't laugh | |
| It's all math, material things just don't last | |
| So light this L and parlay with me | |
| Cause tonight shortie rock you gonna stay with me | |
| Pyscho Les: | |
| Son this beat is mad hot, 100 degrees | |
| Slide back the sun roof, catch a breeze | |
| Let out the smoke from the trees, torch our beat | |
| Surrounded by strink G's | |
| As I count Ben-G's, I clocked off this track doin friendly | |
| Kick it to this chick in spicey like Wendys | |
| Tried to touch her tada, honey said "Ah-ah" | |
| Turned down the Chewbacca, but I was like... | |
| Hook (X2) | |
| Outro: | |
| Give me the ass baby, give me the ass baby, can't live without the ass baby | |
| Give me the ass baby, give me the ass, oh give me the ass, baby give me the | |
| ass | |
| Oh give me the ass | |
| Give it to him |
| zuò cí : Fernandez, Rushen, Tineo | |
| Intro: | |
| Ha, say who' s scientific, 3 CF Mafia that' s my crew | |
| JuJu: | |
| Yo, on the real homey, let me let you know about me | |
| Cause ain' t too many people who can talk about me | |
| See frontin' ain' t nothin', who they tryin' to jerk | |
| Half of them niggas talkin' can' t pay for the work | |
| They in my pocket, this flow, they can' t stop it | |
| Shit, 20 bricks and a dream team to mop it | |
| Who wanna knock it? | |
| Get blown out the socket Hey, who' s gettin' money? | |
| Remains the topic | |
| Stay true, somethings in it for you | |
| I know you wanna get down, Martinies and Malibu | |
| That' s a dream, pay attention to the sceme | |
| Follow the rules and we could all get cream | |
| Hook: | |
| Baby if you give me the ass baby if you give me the ass | |
| Maybe you might see some cash maybe you might see some cash | |
| If you think I' m moving to fash if you think I' m moving to fash | |
| We can lace this blunt with hash | |
| Pyscho Les: | |
| Where you from? | |
| QBourgh, harsh and rugged like ma bourgh | |
| Beatnuts new joint what? | |
| Give it to you radio style, so heads can groove | |
| Gotta make this move in 97 | |
| Attack with the most hunger, got mouths to feed and we ain' t gettin' no | |
| younger | |
| No doubt, mix the Guinstout, with the Colt 40 | |
| Toastin' the majority, stay bent | |
| With tobacco spilt on the pavement | |
| Feelin' my beats from the basement, on this one cut | |
| No killer shit shhhhh | |
| That' s why we hit you in the head with a joint you familiar with | |
| Hook | |
| JuJu: | |
| Yo shortie rock we can wine and dine | |
| But in time let me remind, eventually I plan to be | |
| Somewhere behind you, mind you | |
| Never the less here to refine you | |
| Take you outta def and dumb and unblind you | |
| No game shortie, don' t laugh | |
| It' s all math, material things just don' t last | |
| So light this L and parlay with me | |
| Cause tonight shortie rock you gonna stay with me | |
| Pyscho Les: | |
| Son this beat is mad hot, 100 degrees | |
| Slide back the sun roof, catch a breeze | |
| Let out the smoke from the trees, torch our beat | |
| Surrounded by strink G' s | |
| As I count BenG' s, I clocked off this track doin friendly | |
| Kick it to this chick in spicey like Wendys | |
| Tried to touch her tada, honey said " Ahah" | |
| Turned down the Chewbacca, but I was like... | |
| Hook X2 | |
| Outro: | |
| Give me the ass baby, give me the ass baby, can' t live without the ass baby | |
| Give me the ass baby, give me the ass, oh give me the ass, baby give me the | |
| ass | |
| Oh give me the ass | |
| Give it to him |