Intro

Come on, get out of the way

The light's green, move

I hate these gangsta singers with their music loud

Ma'am, ma'am, can you please turn your rap music down?

You just woke my baby up, dammit

Okay, I just called the cops

Don't you ever interrupt me when I'm listening to a Monica record

Yeah, straight out the slumming streets of A.T.L

I know you waited for her arrival

Through the hurricanes and tornadoes and thunderstorms

The climate has now changed and the storm is now over

I repeat, the storm is now over

Let us begin, hey yo, Monica, turn the volume up