Lyrics:
niggas
[Lil Jon:]
I wish a mutha fucker would say something
Fuck around and get your goddamn ass whooped
Nigga I feel like startin some shit,
and I
in weeks
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
Gucci Mane the flyy nigga get your mind right
Or a crys by the twelve like a case of budlight
Sell a cush by a bell so
poured up on liquor
Smokin' smokin' takin' pics wit her sister
Dance floor bangin' zoom by a lil quicker
Two broads came through, one skinny one little
get woke by a lil' freak, with my dick in her mouth, she eat up
300K in cash, probably still'll pull out a Visa
Ain't goin' on a date, tell a bitch
lil jon]
Hey!
The pussy hoes in the club we searchin'
For the workin', straight twerkin'
Say, what's that noise? sit by the start
Dick get hard,
Ay, yea
Trillville
Yeah Lil Wyte nigga
Hypnotize
Y'all better get that shit right nigga
We don't give a fuck tonight nigga
Ay, y'all niggaz
Leaning to get crunk
Being ‘bout it, and turning up
I ain't never stopped what the penning did
Hominems, haikus, stanzas, and synonyms
Similes showcase what
And call me by my new name
(What is that?) featuring Lil Wayne
It seems like everybody, everybody, everybody
Everybody forgotten about me
Will I ever,
[Lil' Jon & Eastside Boys]
What the fuck my nigga what the fuck (What the fuck)
[Repeat 3x's]
Back up bitch nigga back (Back up)
[Repeat 3x's]
Now if you
[Intro: Lil' Jon]
This your boy Lil' Jon
I'm here to tell you
With another one
Here we go, here we go
Well, I got DJ Smurf, D-Roc and Kaine
Tell lil’ Mami come get it
You know my team they winnin
It couldn’t be no different
Yeah all my ouens is wit’ it
Fresh Nike’s I got it on me
They
get your bounce on baby, get your mack on baby
Chickens by the pool, gettin' their tan on baby
My town, Chi-Town, any town, your town
We them party
thang kicked in
Now she ain't really pretty but she got a nice body
I'm geeked up thinkin' this Buffie The Body
Ain't your name 'lil Trina cause you
might be
Yeah!
Gucci Mane gotta lot of fame nigga get your mind right
Or a cries by the twelve like a case of Bud Light
Sell a cush by a bell so you
She get me, got it mean in the coupe (Coupe)
Gettin' to that new Lil' Jon, Mac Dre shit
Gettin' stupid, dumb, nigga, extra lit
She gon' pop that ass,
I might say I'm ok but I feel a lil crazy
You know theey go Ham in the Ham
And they stay Crunk In the Gump
H Town that be the Ville, You still can get
Cause they don't jam
I could sell you some Ak
Bullets for have a man
I'm back in this bitch by popular demand
Till the feds come & get me
For them credit
show you how to get it crunk
(I'm still) plottin' with Fox (to death) I do it with Clef
(Forever) We're world mackin' thats to the death
Nigga blast
Get to it
[00:29.358] To it
[00:30.078] To it
[00:30.358] To it
[00:30.899] To it
[00:31.079] Get to it
[00:32.099] Kinda crunk and I'm on this scene
in my piece of chain
Diamonds in my piece of
Diamond diamonds in my piece of chain
Diamonds in my piece of chain
[Lil Jon]
Yea
This shit right
It's the boy Lil' Jon (Yeah!)
Got my partner Yelawolf with' me (What's up Yela?)
You know it's time to crank the club up
Let's go! Yelawolf
You
But you erupt
But you erupt
But you erupt
Yeah, this ya boy lil john
Gettin' it crunk with my homeboy, J
Ohn rich. rick rocks!"
Aww yeah
went back
To that lil' school I had been sent to
Find some shit I could get in to
Been through more by the time I was eighteen
Then most people go
then work, bitch my luh' gang a proxy
Get loud, in the mic, lil' bitch, like Kahzey
Gotta bad bitch with me, I call her foxy
I just be smokin' on gas,
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