Lyrics:
Ay, yo' check this out, supreme figga nigga Big Kap
Rockin' with Lil' Jon, Eastside Boyz, Chyna Whyte (Ludacris, nigga)
$hort Dog (ay, tell them
ready for whatever like I'm Lil Jon wit it
Okay (okay) okay (okay) okay (okay) okay (okay) okay (okay)
Okay (okay) okay (okay) okay (okay) ... Let's Go
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
tide (Let's go)
Ninjas wanna give me my credit but it's my pasttime (Shee)
Lyrically gifted like I done did this in past times (Did Befo')
Picking up my
my eye and let you know I got the game
When I pass by I know exactly what u say
He's so fly
And he's so coo
Hey shawty (Hey shawty)
What it do
He mad
told me don't take no shit (you're out of line)
Motherfucker hit you then you better hit 'em back (you're out of line)
So when I hit the nigga, it go
Up all night
Da pack is in da house
What y'all make the girls do?
Wolf pack make ya booty bounce bopper
Bend breathe stretch bitch let it go
up?), can I get a ad-lib? (Yeah)
Get the club crunk, can't take that from me (yeah)
Ain't dropped yet, still got Lil' Jon money (ayy)
First I'm gon'
the fucks gon follow you?
[Chorus]
Yeah, once again my friend
Imma be the first latin rapper from the South
Shut shit the fuck down
And I got Lil Jon
Ay, yo' check this out, supreme figga nigga Big Kap
Rockin' with Lil' Jon, Eastside Boyz, Chyna Whyte (Ludacris, nigga)
$hort Dog (ay, tell them
she fastin'
Look at that ass it's fantastic
Go get that money lil bitty bitch (go get it)
Now hop on that pole and get nasty
She won't let you smash
insane yuh
She my main thang, boo me up
Ninjas talk tha same thang, uh
I can't let my chain hang,
I can't let lil shawty slide, unless she givin' my main
happening in the streets
Wetin dey shele for streets be sey
Boys don mad no more play no more joki joki
Let's go giddem
Huh
Nigga wanna play (huh?)
I don't
Mmm yea
Yea
Lil shawty where you been pick up the phone just let me in
You gave me all yo loving so we moving up from friends
I'm bragging to my
to go to work
Time to go to work bitch, it's your boy Lil Jon
Never will I love a bitch
Why would I trust a bitch?
Always gonna dog a bitch
They only
chasing all the cheque
Ain't no doze by the sack
Go put it on the scale
Go put it on the mat
1-800 the spesh
Go throw it on the chest
Go throw it
Usher, Lil' Jon, Ludacris
Yeah, man
Once again, it's on (It's on)
You know we had to do it again, right? (We had to do it again, boy)
Want you
nigga let's pour up
My money just go up
Ahahahahahahahah
You know what I mean
That was the remix by the way
That we're bringin' Young Sorealist man
You
.45 Rip a nigga to pieces
A-C-P's hit him right in his teeth
I'm gone charge it all to this black card
I can't let niggas go on counting my jeans
I
got cabbage
Know how to play the game because the nigga is a baller
Lil Jon with the beat (G'yeah!) and now them hoes want to call ya
I ain't Michael
got cabbage
Know how to play the game because the nigga is a baller
Lil Jon with the beat (G'yeah!) and now them hoes want to call ya
I ain't Michael
replaced by an image, it happens when you spend it
Ironically it subs like a hero
Sub like zero
Subs like a teacher that ain't even supposed to be here
Let
этой рэп игре я делаю крэнк
Еее, но я не Lil Jon
(Let's go!)
Еее, но я не Lil Jon!
Но я не Lil Jon (Я не Lil Jon)
Я не принц Jon
Я убил 30 человек, это
something that you never done before, I'm not ya ordinary hoe
[Chorus]
[Lil' Jon]
I fell off in the club (shawty)
Not lookin' for love (shawty)
But
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