[Lil' Jon]
Come on, yeah OK
Motherf**ker, y'all know who it is
Lil' Jon, them motherf**kin' East Side Booooyz
I got my n**** Jadakiss with me too (D-Block, live son)
We gon' do this for all the real motherf**kin' n****s
(Uh uh uh uh yo)
Holla at them n****s J, come on
[Jadakiss]
Yeah, Kiss name known, matter fact, Kiss name blown
And b****es always wanna hit me like I just came home
But I still put the tools in ya mouth
N****s know that I'm a monster on the East, but I'm huge in the South
This is evil in the trenches and everybody starvin'
So to get the money right we put the deisel on the benches
"Down Bottom" feel like the ol' days
F**kin' with the corn liquor ridin' around listen to O'Jays
When we loadin' the clip every slug gotta catch
When you goin' to war every thug got his match
SS baby, blue Impala with the mack in it
Big gold cup with rhinestones with my pack in it
It's like the jungle but the broads is fine
And if they ain't puffin' crippie, then this Georgia fine
Listen, I'm the wrong n**** to style with
My motherf**kin' problem to reconcile with
N**** what
[Hook]
We knockin' heads off, yeah
We knockin' heads off, yeah
We knockin' heads off, motherf**kin' heads off yeah
We knockin' heads off, yeah
We knockin' heads off, yeah
We knockin' heads off, motherf**kin' heads off yeah
You wanna go n****
Let's go ho
You wanna go n****
Let's go ho
You wanna go n****
Let's go ho
You wanna go n****
Let's go ho
What...what...what...what...what
[Lil' Jon]
We lettin' it go n****
Let's go ho
We lettin' it go n****
Let's go ho
We lettin' it go n****
Let's go ho
What...what...what...what...what
Pussy...n****s...lay it...down
Me and my...n****s...fixin'...clown
Pussy...n****s...lay it...down
Me and my...n****s...fixin'...clown
We throw our...f**kin'...click up
We give a f**k if you don't...like us
We throw our...f**kin'...click up
We give a f**k if you don't...like us
Don't...like...them...n****s
Can't...stand..that...b****
Don't...like...them...n****s
Can't...stand..that...b****
We'll...shut the...club down
If y'all...n****s...wanna clown
We'll...shut the...club down
B****...say...something now
[Hook]
[Lil' Jon]
Whaaaat....Whaaaaat
Y'all know when the beat breakdown and s**t
What's up, what's up
It's time to get motherf**kin' buck wild in this biiiitch
Now this what I want y'all n****s to do, what's up
All the real n****s and ladies out there, OK
Y'all need to repeat after me, right now
I ain't scared of no n****, I ain't scared of no b****
I ain't scared of nobody in ya motherf**kin' click
I ain't scared of no n****, I ain't scared of no b****
I ain't scared of nobody in ya motherf**kin' click
Man f**k that s**t n****, f**k that s**t man
Man f**k that s**t n****, f**k that s**t man
Man f**k that s**t n****, f**k that s**t man
Man f**k that s**t n****, f**k that s**t
[Hook]
[Lil' Jon]
Yeah, BME ho, we up out this b****
Ruff Ryders ho, what's up
But before we leave
I gotta let my n**** tell you his name
[Styles]
I'm Holiday Styles, where the f**k you thuggin' at
I knock off ya head with a Louisville Slugger bat
P'll go to war and ain't never have to bring a n****
My gun is armed and my bullets like a finger n****
Call up Lil' Jon and them East Side Boyz
All I need is a lil' bomb and them East Side toys
You can catch me in the Dirty South, I got a dirty mouth
Sittin' on the roof with the f**kin' 30-30's out
I told you I'm a menace y'all
I got enough guns to fill up the Lennox Mall
In the front parking lot, coke still movin' good
Guns still sparke a lot
Hustlin' with family, partyin' with murderers
D-Block and everything, s**t you probably heard of us
Yeah I'm a Ryder n****, you ain't got a gun
Or a motherf**kin' knife, you ain't even gon' try us
I'll leave you with a hole daddy
And for the fact that I'm in the Dirty South
I'll be bouncin' in the old Caddy
What - motherf**ker |
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