[Intro: Cupid]
Cupid, let's go
It's goin' down at the cookout (Woo)

[Chorus: Cupid]
Rock your body this way (Yeah)
Kick your legs up like you Mary J. (Let's go)
Then step two times to the right (Ah, ah)
To the left, we can do it all night (Woo, woo)
Now run up (Yeah), run up (Yeah), run up (Yeah), run up (Yeah)
Cut up (Yeah), cut up (Yeah), cut up (Yeah), cut up (Yeah)
(Woo), be on the lookout (Yeah)
It's goin' down at the cookout

[Post-Chorus: Cupid & Bun B]
It's goin' down at the cookout (Aw, yeah)
It's goin' down at the cookout (Oohwee)
It's goin' down at the cookout (Mm, yeah)
It's goin' down at the cookout (Right now)
It's goin' down at the cookout (Woo)
It's goin' down at the cookout (Right now)
It's goin' down at the cookout (Yeah, yeah)
It's goin' down at the cookout (Ayy)

[Verse 1: Bun B & Cupid]
Well, you know it ain't a party 'til an OG show up
I'm suited and booted and 'bout to tear the dance floor up
Got some Crown Royal on me (Yup), you know I'm finna pour up
Been done spotted me a sexy lil' mama, man, hold up
With some pretty brown skin and a million-dollar smile
And everything a player need to make it worth his while
So I walk up to her, tip my hat
And ask her how she make them Daisy Dukes fit like that
Now once I got her grinnin', you know your boy's winnin'
Take her to the dance floor and get the sundress spinnin'
The DJ jammin', so it ain't nothin' to it
While we kickin' up dust and lookin' good while we do it
Now go'n get your shuffle on, let's get it crunk
Guys, go get you an auntie, ladies, go find you an unc'
We 'bout to turn it up, so you best be on the lookout
Ayy, Cupid, tell 'em why, it's goin' down at the cookout
[Chorus: Cupid & Paul Wall]
Rock your body this way (Yeah)
Kick your legs up like you Mary J. (Let's go)
Then step two times to the right (Ah, ah)
To the left, we can do it all night (Woo, woo)
Now run up (Yeah), run up (Yeah), run up (Yeah), run up (Yeah)
Cut up (Yeah), cut up (Yeah), cut up (Yeah), cut up (Yeah)
(Woo), be on the lookout (Yeah)
It's goin' down at the cookout (Paul Wall, baby)

[Verse 2: Paul Wall]
We rockin' with the trill, we don't chill with the phony (We don't chill with the phony)
Keep the squares out your circle, it's just me and the homies (It's just me and the homies)
Two-steppin', lookin' right, got that ice all on me (Got that ice all on me)
I don't know the new moves yet, but Cupid 'bout to show me ('Bout to show me)
I pull up with my trunk up (Trunk up), bottles gettin' drunk up (Drunk up)
It's 'bout to go down, me and my cousin 'bout to cut up (Cut up)
Who cooked what? 'Cause I don't eat from everybody (Everybody)
At the cookout, we gotta look out for everybody (Everybody)
Now body rock, bounce to this like Fat Pat (Fat Pat)
Kick back at the kickback, we in the back (We in the back)
Steppin' in some black-cherry caiman, it just came in (Came in)
I left all my worries at the crib, ain't no complainin' (Complainin')
Runnin' to the paper, I don't run from problems (I don't run from problems)
Unc' cuttin' up the ribs, now the barbecue poppin' (Barbecue poppin')
What you talkin' 'bout? I hope you brought your appetite (Your appetite)
It's goin' down at the cookout, we out here all night
[Chorus: Cupid]
Rock your body this way (Yeah)
Kick your legs up like you Mary J. (Let's go)
Then step two times to the right (Ah, ah)
To the left, we can do it all night (Woo, woo)
Now run up (Yeah), run up (Yeah), run up (Yeah), run up (Yeah)
Cut up (Yeah), cut up (Yeah), cut up (Yeah), cut up (Yeah)
(Woo), be on the lookout (Yeah)
It's goin' down at the cookout