Lyrics:
gonna land you this time
You can't be put out by any fire truck I know of
That's right, 'cause it's
Banjo Bonnie
Your fanny is funny
When it's buttered up
feet
J's on my feet
So get like me
I be in the club standing on the couch
In them Wolf Greys like it's my house
Drinking out the bottle, I got no
Oh, oh, we don't put it on in the crib if it ain't fire
Oh, oh, won't even pull up to the club in it if it ain't fire
Oh, oh, won't smoke, won't
, check it, ah, ah, ah
It's Will.i.am, check it out, check it, ah, ah, ah
Can't be wastin' time, yeah, I gotta make my move, man
Gotta girlie lookin'
my uncle Alchemist puff
I strike a birdie on 'em, while I hit your mouth with the club
I wake up early on 'em, gettin' out the house is a must
It's
alone but now I can't stand it
Reaching out my palm for you to put your hand in
Girl, you are the one and I don't understand it
How you lighting up
favorite spot
Plus I like it there, 'cuz I got love on the list
High powered juice, where I don't even get frisked
Walk up in the place and get love from
this one for my thugs
Bleek: To my thug niggas, slug niggas, tear the club niggas
My "I don't give a fuck niggas."
Both: It's all love niggas
really
Need a table cloth to cover your ass
Digging in your pocket while you rubbing yo ass
Shit so big just put the club in yo ass
Prep the H2 park it
check it out
Move itttttttt... i-i-i-i-i-i-i-it's - it's
- [will.i.am]
It's the funk that make you jump, sexy honies shake they hump
Got them dummies
be with you
Who put this together? Me, that's who
We did it, Joe, but what they really do?
Save the pep talk, and the TED Talk (ye)
I'm 'bout
in, check it out
Move itttttttt... i-i-i-i-i-i-i-it's - it's
[Will.i.am]
It's the funk that make you jump, sexy honies shake they hump
Got them
With a swingin' little guitar man
Show 'em, son
If you ever take a trip down to the ocean
Find yourself down around Mobile
Make it on out to a club
really
Need a table cloth to cover your ass
Digging in your pocket while you rubbing yo ass
Shit so big just put the club in yo ass
Prep the H2 park it
the ounce, get the woods, everybody spark to it
We can smoke in here, put the choke in the air
Don't change the game for these hoes
Who plays the game
yeah
I get in that kitchen, I cook, go to work, I go berserk, yeah
Go out and get it, secure the city, can't sink like the Titanic
Bitch know I'm
the ounce, get the woods, everybody spark to it
We can smoke in here, put the choke in the air
Don't change the game for these hoes
Who plays the game
everybody spark to it
We can smoke in here, put the choke in the air
Don't change the game for these hoes
Who plays the game like we supposed
Sigel
With a swingin' little guitar man
Show 'em, son
If you ever take a trip down to the ocean
Find yourself down around Mobile
Make it on out to a club
With a swingin' little guitar man
Show 'em, son
If you ever take a trip down to the ocean
Find yourself down around Mobile
Make it on out to a club
on out to a club called Jack's
If you got a little time to kill
Just follow that crowd of people
You'll wind up out on his dance floor
Diggin'
graduation
Mary Anne went out lookin' for a bright new world
Wanda looked all around this town and all she found was Earl
Well, it wasn't two weeks after
Work it
Girl it's getting heated now
Work it
It's time to put this club on fire now
Burn it up (come on)
Girl make it hot like the roof is on fire
William with a smile,
But Liza said "Go on you havn't heard the latest style."
When first she wore it out the people asked her to explain
but Liza simply
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