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[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
the girls my room key
Money can’t buy you love, so I don’t pay for no pussy
I don’t pay these haters no mind, so fuckin’ call me cheap
I grab life by
[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
[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
[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
[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
[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
the girls my room key
Money can’t buy you love, so I don’t pay for no pussy
I don’t pay these haters no mind, so fuckin’ call me cheap
I grab life by
the remix
Now if u walk up in the club with a bad chick and she lookin' at me
Then I'm gon hit
Man jackin' for chicks
I tried to quit
But I'm playa homie
So I
for the low
Young nigga yeen know
When I ride I roll high
Man and I ain't tellin' no lie
When that shit get in my brain
I grip the grain and fly by
Say
home 
Long as you call me and let me know you alright I'ma stay offa ya phone 
Ain't none of that drivin by ya mama house or callin private 
The way you
I'm a, I'm a, I'm a, I'm a flirt

Soon as I see her walk up in the club I'm a flirt
Winkin? eyes at me when I roll up on them dubs I'm a flirt
Garciaparra
Flute rollin' killin' plants, they lil tune shop of horror?
And we roll them bitches thick, make them look like Toccara (plus sized model)
Man
became a fame
I cannot see my brains layin
On the ground
I keep my 9 on my waistline
Chop 'em down
Picks up the shells could leave no evidence around
These bum crews runnin' around ravin' with they one twos
So act like you want it with that babble you call rap dukes
I brings it to your grill while
to love you
If you call me baby I'll be always yours

The lady of my life is out o' really feeling.
The real deal, giving you nothing but sex-appeal.