Lyrics:
[Pitbull]
Hey Jim Jones,
Let's Show These Boys How It Really Goes Down
Hey Lil Jon,
U Know What We Tell These Boys When They Campin Out Wit
passing you by, baby
And don't you think you've had enough?
Ain't it time to get a different view?
You can't just wait around for what you want
It's
along, saw what was happenin'
His head began to bop and his foot start to clappin'
Go slam, dunk, do the jerk
And with the mic is how my smoke signals
imagine what's about to happen?
It's Weezy the Dragon, I link with the Dragons
And we gon' get ratchet, no need for Imaginin'
This is what's happenin
a difference between us, what I spit hit arenas
You a drip from my penis, I eat lions and sip hyenas
You number one when it comes to slaughtered mics
I'm
da, da, da
La, de, da, da, da, da, de
Talkin' 'bout you and me
And the games people play
Look around and tell me what you see
What's happenin
at my feet mayn!
They wanna spoil me, treatin me like royalty;
what I'm 'sposed to do? It's such a sweet thang
Work that track, whip 'em like Kunta
That's
blend
Manifest vanish, spread out, with computer data
Suckers don't know, acute intelligence, what's the matter
Solo fiend, I cut your legs
passin' you by,
Like shit happenin' every day out there that you don't know 'bout
Everytime you call home your baby momma show out,
And your partners don't
I'm a young Hova, nigga
My office is oval, nigga
I step out that bitch like, "What's happenin'?"
Me and that little bitch I was nappin' in
Time
A serenade, a soul and so beware
And what's happenin' here, seek one to help you
Feelin' a piece of mind, let your spine unwind
Maybe in time you can stop
A serenade, a soul and so beware
And what's happenin' here, seek one to help you
Feelin' a piece of mind, let your spine unwind
Maybe in time you can stop
Pimp onnnn, pimp pimp on!
Then get your pimp on
[Verse One: Twista]
Peep how the Twist' puttin' down the lunchie while smokin' a lot of dro
What
you're out of luck
Don't touch, back up, I'm not the one
Bye-bye
Listen up, it's just not happenin'
You can say what you want to your boyfriends
Just
you're out of luck
Don't touch, back up, I'm not the one
Bye-bye
Listen up, it's just not happenin'
You can say what you want to your boyfriends
Just
could touch that bitch
Shoes my Maurie, piss by the month, he cut shock shit
Anything from my hoes when I ask, I get it
In the Cadillac I kick it,
to decimate the dark, nuclear rain to set us aflame
Obscured by a curtain of venom from space in the name of science
Fall to your knees, pray to a last
she's acting
Ain't about that drama but I am about that action
So fuck it girl, what's happenin'?
Are you really done like you love to say?
Or is this all
out my dip slipped the ese a tip
Approached this chick to see what's happenin
Her reaction was like, she the biggest thing since The Jackson's
I froze,
what's happenin', just clear the fog
And achieve you a peace line, yo it goes like
Shopping bags, they weigh down her arm
Popping tags and collars her
Que te pasa, you ain't even in my clasa
I'm the wrong one to fuck with
Drive-bys in the truck quick
Fuck you, suck dick, ha
You ain't got no wins in
rappin, you wasn't even tappin
Now that I'm done, you pat me on the back
and say what's happenin, I love the rhymes you announce
Heavy D's in effect with
the hell I come back
N all summer got back to back to back back
What's happenin', where ya at, where ya at
Hit the bitch on the chirp
No panties with
Can I dance?
Oh, oh, oh, aww shit!
Big Boi, Big boi
What if everything you ever knew or known was lost
The needs tend to freeze you when you
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