Lyrics:
boom boom crashin
I got a friend she calls me loco
She goes LMFAO OMG WTF
But she don't want to live in my bendo
She goes LMFAO OMG WTF
Every time she
She say, she say what
She say what in my face
She say, "bonjour, bonsoir"
All in my face
She say whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
LMFAO
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
whoa
LMFAO
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
LMFAO
She like white trash, black cats, dick by the day
I say Jesus, deez nuts
All in your face
(Ah hah)
Guns
So I'm just sitting in this rehab class
Trying to get myself unhooked on ass
So then my teacher asked me a question
Like Ludacris are you over there
I got everything that a dude could want
House in the hills made by Louis Vuitton
But when I dance in the spot
All the ladies cut
‘Cause it
in,
We break bread and feast,
Like it's Corpus Christi,
Some man just talk, and lip read,
Might leave a corpse, on this beat,
I'm on a righteous
worthless
Well is it by design my people do the time
And if dem want war we de in the front
Every-time we rise una call we works a crime
Get me bredren
I told you boys Juicy J is on that M-Town
Got that cheese coming in choking green by the pound
I'm rolling with the Three 6, let 'em peep this
Make
You're going to see me go wild out in public
I'm Clowning
I'm Clowning
I'm Clowning
I'm Clowning
Bro! I get down, baby. I get down
I'm Clowning
I'm
that night
I'm in your trick bag, and it's kind of a drag
I'm in your trick bag, and it's kind of a drag
It's kind of a drag
Trick-Trick Bag,
out for a hike
Then I'll teach you tricks on my broken bike
Watchin' Danny Phantom on the TV screen
I'm about to show you things that you've never seen
to keep the party people dancin 'cause we (L-M-F-A-O)
Well I'm Redfoo and I'm Sky Blu and we brought some friends along (Shake that)
Young Boss, Kevin
to keep the party people dancin 'cause we (L-M-F-A-O)
Well I'm Redfoo and I'm Sky Blu and we brought some friends along (Shake that)
Young Boss, Kevin
to keep the party people dancin 'cause we (L-M-F-A-O)
Well I'm Redfoo and I'm Sky Blu and we brought some friends along (Shake that)
Young Boss, Kevin
hedonic
I'll pray for your soul, Or is this another lie, another plan, another goal
Crucify!
Bring the biblical criminal chosen by the crowds of people in
dipped the block
I swung in a circle around
By the time I got to where I thought I saw you
You were nowhere to be found
You're playing tricks on me
you in the streets
All alone and starvin'
But that's what you get for
Bein' out of pocket!
(Yes I'm a) pimp, player, girl layer
Money makin' trick
dates
When you know he tryna screw
How you think you number one, girl?
You're Tuesday, number two
No cheese no macaroni
You a one trick pony
What you
Yeah
Tryna figure out the difference
But I think, think the lines are starting to get blurred
I'm in a strange place
I feel like Ma$e when he
Yeah
Tryna figure out the difference
But I think, think the lines are starting to get blurred
I'm in a strange place
I feel like Ma$e when he
heads but that's a big Sin
Niggas obsessed and pressed they get zesty
I'm spilling facts in other words fresh tea
Dragging niggas by there balls it gets
by the burner in case a near try to violate
Never go down, stay rising like Andre
'Cause my corner back every thing the Don say
Long Beach, yeah I
the king's men nor his horses
Will resurrect his corpus
For there's no true spell in Connacht or hell
down, the risin' flow, you hear me now
I'm always up to something, I got Goon in the house 'casue he my cousin
We got dollars by the dozens, but without
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