Intro (MDMA) Songtext
von Lloyd

Uh, step up in the club in my best two piece
I don′t need no peace, capiche?
I got at least couple goons with me
And P-O-L-O the Don, name speaks for itself type of shit we on
We on that Dom Pérignon, we on that Ace
Whole club full of dimes so unscrew up your face
And get off that, that, that, 'cause we off that
Key the same shade as the car, tell ′em to toss that


Maserati 22s, paint job gloss black
Hit a pothole, just imagine we ridin' horseback
On the coast, Patrick Swayze, baby we gettin' ghost
Can I tap that? Maybe

We can pull up, then hop out and walk in and roll up
Now hold up, say my name before I pull out
Game, it′ll never be the same
Unless you fuckin′ with Lloyd and he got his own lane
Uh, bring in some more champagne
We sippin' on Ace, I ain′t talkin' card games
I′m talkin' black cars and swagger is an art
Let′s see if you still holdin' when I play this king of hearts