Lyrics:
Yeah it's goin' down
(Y'all know what time it is)
Lil Jon, Three 6 Mafia!
Goose got me loose
Gone off patron
Money in my pocket
And I'm all up in
things that i like too
She throw it i beat it like Michael
Throw up that paper recycle
They dress up like clowns call it fashion
Drink from my drip that’s
Let's make a movie on your bed so throw it back
Make a movie on your bed so throw it back
Let's make a movie on your bed so throw it back
Throw it back
How low can you go?
Luda!
Listen, Ludacris got a remix but it gow low hold up lemme get my camera,
I wanna see Arizona, Indiana, Minasoda,
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
like it's Cinco de Mayo
I'm a movie, lil' bitch, you a slideshow (swag, swag, swag)
You a extra, lil' bitch, this is my show
I'm up too, so lil
Yeah! It's goin' down
(Y'all know what time it is) (Lil Jon) Lil Jon!
Three Six Mafia! (Mafia)
It's what the world been waiting on, man
It's going
Yeah! It's goin' down
(Y'all know what time it is) (Lil Jon) Lil Jon!
Three 6 Mafia! (Mafia)
It's what the world been waiting on, man
It's going down
one more chance to see what this love about. I promise we'll work it out, I'll lift you up when you're down. May I come pick you up? We can roll
Yeah yeah, it's the West Coast remix
West side the best side
Snoop, Game, E-40
Nothing can stop me, I'm all the way up
All the way up
I'm all
It's the boy Lil' Jon (Yeah!)
Got my partner Yelawolf with' me (What's up Yela?)
You know it's time to crank the club up
Let's go! Yelawolf
You
smacked by a lame
That's like runnin' up on Father Zeek, and Matches Lane
It just dont sound right, I get your team devoured
So don't even TINK about it
Its the city of crunk where I shed my tears
Throw me the peace sign up then upside down A-town
Off the rip hell yeah I'm proud get crunk all day we
Livin' a life, my that I wanna live now
Throw it up throw it up throw it up throw it up
Rockin' a beat, all day, I don't want to sit down
Moving a feet, my
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
lil Izzy a halfback
Wheeww ouuuuuuu
That's what she say when i beat it up
It's the that time of the month
She say she just came to just eat it up
I like
You a fuckin' pretender
My lil brother look at me
And he know it's own
Before I go to school he up jammin' my song
It's crazy cause I'm lookin' at
Him
'til she tap out, gon' tell yo ass to tap in (go, go)
Lil' baddie bitch from Cali, throw up Westside like Mack 10 (west)
Yeah, I know they call you
throw your sets up
Uh, uh, uh
Say Lil' Weezy
You did this one here, ya heard me
They ain't gon' never get weared out from this one
It's like they
FN? I'm still contemplating
I'm a lil' impatient
But I never leave that money waiting
(Hey) , no
Never leave the money waitin' (Nah)
Run it up for your
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 I'm lookin' for
remix
She said she gone fuck me
But I told that bitch to keep it
She looked at my neck and wrist
And that lil bitch got sea sick
Told her if you get my
I've been working hard to get this paper
If you ain't been with me from the start then see you later
I just throw my middle fingers up to all my
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