Lyrics:
freaks
RioBlaze on the beat
Then u know it's gon beat
Dat heat dat boom
Dat slap dat thump
Dat shit dats beating
Makin niggaz get crunk
Get stupid get
(Anybody)
Don't act like you can't get touched, peeyimp
Yeah, my dude Bone Crusher
(That's right)
Lil Jon and the Eastside Boyz, David Banner
And E-40
Like "You ain't Lil' Wayne, you a lame
Man I got to go"
But I did it, and I was on a mission
And little by little a couple
Of 'em would get it
Was
eat a good bowl of cereal
Then get back to killing niggas, man, that's what I'm finna do
I wake up, wake up, wake up, tryna get me a bag
I be strollin'
frontin' like a - like a
[Lil' Jon]
Well get cho' hands up, get cho' hands up
Got damn it motherfucker, get cho' hands up
Well get cho' hands up, get
frontin' like a - like a
[Lil' Jon]
Well get cho' hands up, get cho' hands up
Got damn it motherfucker, get cho' hands up
Well get cho' hands up, get
can't get enough
(can't get enough!)
why slow down time..
when you'd rather pass it by?
why slow down time?
why even cry?
and now I'm dancing in
[Talking]
Yo, it's T2 and S.L.A.B
It's a remix, yes sir
[Trae]
They say that I'm not wrecking, I'm about to teach 'em a lesson
How niggaz get
and you'll end up in your lawn
It's the protege of 50, inspired by Biggie
Burns more than Ziggy, them lil' niggaz dig me
I been stressed out lately, so I'm
jumping like Lil' Jon
Okay, let's quit this mumble flow
I've been sailing with no rudders
Lost my direction, I'm back in like, What up
Found myself and I
advisory)
And I saw Old Man Dad fucking a hoe (disgusting)
You screamed the lyrics of Lil Jon's Get Low (to the window)
Your maturity is at the level
twin on side
Just took off, we finna ball
Just got to Gaia
First I gotta stop by the store to get some Geyser
I cut for lil shawty she a real hypnotizer
Story
We now return to "Celebrity Apprentehh"
Donald Trump Impression now Lil' Jon
Why do you think your team lost?
Lil' Jon wHO WHAT!
Donald
I never get that off my chest dude
Got my checks due
In the next stu
Been devouring all instrumentals
I ain't meant to
But I tend to
Seem a lil bit
know this bad lil shawty
Punch you dead in ya throat
Heard that she get her bundles
Done by Meme the goat
Red bottoms she killin shit
It was murder she
but they won't understand
In the lab all the time yeah I'm doing this shit for the fans
Doing this shit by myself yeah I did it all with no help
Scared
fresh out the box
Like a mink skin sofa, fresh out the box
Rap's on my shoulder's, fresh out the box
I'ma take a ride to the city get me something pretty
Ever since I started nation ridin', got a lil' change
Surrounded myself by game, niggaz sayin' I'm counterfeit
Ain't that a bitch?
Re evaluate
pineapple, actin a fool
Step out my balcony and check out my view
I'm lookin brand new, I get menages crunk
Lucky look cleaner then Andre Monk
Open up my
covered by the blood homie
Walk into the enemies camp
Cause I was sent there to stomp and stamp
Out everything that is evil
And my orders come from your
a round, me and my dogs get bucked
With the Lil Cl'Che, still ready to get crunk
We M double A-be , now little bitch what
On a treaty the microphone, we
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
and get man handled
By Slim, E.S.G., OG Ron see fix your damn channel
If you think we all right thurr, and speaking with bad grammar
I know Bun be , Lil
Clifton get a back pack
With a fat back give give her ass a little slap slap
Hit that lil bitch from the back back with my hat back
Now applaud give her
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