Lyrics:
Travis Barker, yeah! Le-Le-Let's go! Lil' Jon, Yelawolf!
Le-Le-Let's go! Twista and my homeboy Busta Rhymes!
Holla at 'em!
Before I
Take
Ay, yo' check this out, supreme figga nigga Big Kap
Rockin' with Lil' Jon, Eastside Boyz, Chyna Whyte (Ludacris, nigga)
$hort Dog (ay, tell them
to give a special shout out to Kazaa
Long as Lil' Jon, and Manny keep making beats
Chamillionaire gon be a ghetto millionaire, in these streets
I speak
or beef you Should know the difference
This is not no lil Jon
But we getting ignant
If I'm not the greatest
I am one of his descendants
Did I mention
Bacc
got cabbage
Know how to play the game because the nigga is a baller
Lil Jon with the beat (G'yeah!) and now them hoes want to call ya
I ain't Michael
got cabbage
Know how to play the game because the nigga is a baller
Lil Jon with the beat (G'yeah!) and now them hoes want to call ya
I ain't Michael
yourself
[JON YOUNG]
Ey you might get a lil help along the way
But it's on you, if you don't come through
You can only blame who? That yourself
Ain't nobody
Get crunk
Lil Jon & Them East Side Boyz, bitch!
Back in this motherfucker one more time
Gettin' y'all fucking motherfuckers
Crunked out here
Get
his facial up witta choppa now He john doe
Slide through beating up that load Like im jon jones
Yo whole section full of lil squares LIke a waffle
Im
dizzy
Baby put it in ya mouth hoe blow me like a stizzy
WHOAAA
Baby Shake it like a salt shaker
Word to lil Jon ima have to say yeaaah
Ying yang twins
a lil cash she want more
Get a lil cash she want more
Im in the south
By Mississipp
Pour this tris
I gotta sip
Aint get enough
Just bought a zip
Soda gone
Lil Jon with the beat (jeah!) and now them hoes want to call ya
I ain't Michael Jackson the P won't quit
I'd rather be judged by 12 than carried by 6
(blow my mind all the time)
I blow your mind (blow my mind)
Now DJ Quik got a bitch from the Bay
Say she wanna fuck his lil' homie
Got her sipping
never done before, I'm not ya ordinary hoe
[Chorus]
[Lil' Jon]
I fell off in the club (shawty)
Not lookin' for love (shawty)
But I'm lookin' for
Lil' Jon, Jennifer Hudson and Norah Jones
Mary J. Blige, with her shades on, I could tell by her stones
On the left, we have Lenny Kravitz, Puffy,
just like gasoline
Slap you on the shoulder like a brand new patch of nicotine (Like a what?)
Like a brand new patch of nicotine (Lil bitch)
Blow it
just like gasoline
Slap you on the shoulder like a brand new patch of nicotine (like a what?) like a brand new patch of nicotine (lil bitch)
Blow it
just like gasoline
Slap you on the shoulder like a brand new patch of nicotine (Like a what?)
Like a brand new patch of nicotine (Lil bitch)
Blow it
hoes ain't shit to me
They be easy to fuck
I be sliding with all my ice on
But never seen a puck
Them hoes see lil Izzy
They like damn he be clean af
one...
[Ghostface Killah]
Yeah, check out my band playing, Rhythm Roots Allstars
They play for DipSet, E-40, Lil' Jon, Jennifer Hudson and Norah Jones
Lil foe he was born up in Chicago
Lil foe he was raised by them cut throats
Lil foe know how to hustle and he get dough
Lil foe he ain't afraid
people out here tryna let that gun blow and they tryna win
An people die by messages some people live by sin
Hot headed young nigga tryna take cold showers
Peace up, A-Town down
Yeah! (yeahhh!) okay! (okayyy!)
Usher (Usher Usher Usher.)
Lil Jon!
Yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) - yeah
Yeah (yeah) yeah
something that you never done before, I'm not ya ordinary hoe
[Chorus]
[Lil' Jon]
I fell off in the club (shawty)
Not lookin' for love (shawty)
But
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