Lyrics:
that feelin'
Off instrumentals, had my pencil and plus my paper
We caught the 86 Lithonia headed to Decatur
Writin' rhymes, tryna find our spot off in
got the party goin' crunk if you Don't give a damn gone throw it up now.
[Mario]
No more siting on the wall lil' shorty starting to feel like
I need is a one night scandal
And I'ma get buck in here!
Damn, lil mama, know you fit my standards
You the type to make me grip that handle
Lick
gettin' crunk, just fun
Nobody give a fuck (fuck)
All these days already gone by (gone by)
Man, I ain't seen your ass in a long time (hey, hey, hey)
I need is a one night scandal
And I'ma get buck in here!
Damn, lil mama, know you fit my standards
You the type to make me grip that handle
Lick
Mother fuckin' king of crunk and the don of rowdy music, nigga
Hey, hey, Lil' Jon, Lil' Jon, Master P, Master P
New no limit be M E click me and my
beef
Jay Z no cash
Diddy no biggie
Fat Joe no pun
Lil Jon no crunk
DMC no run
Jeezy no coke
Katt Williams no joke
MC hammer still rich not
beef
Jay Z no cash
Diddy no biggie
Fat Joe no pun
Lil Jon no crunk
DMC no run
Jeezy no coke
Katt Williams no joke
MC hammer still rich not
speed trany
Dual exhaust dipped in sauce
My car is a beast, catch me in the streets side ways
Threw the East Side-Boy, crunk like Lil' Jon
Show 40,
Jon, I'm getting crunk
(Crunk like Lil Jon)
I needa get my bucks
Couple bells in the trunk
I needa get my bucks
Couple bells in the trunk
I'm ballin'
Disco tear the club up everybody stand up
Listen to Lil Jon when he tell you
Get your fucking hands up
Let's do it, do it -Instrumental-
We go from
a happy nigga and I'm a nappy nigga
Fuckin' scrappy nigga, meet ya pappy nigga
It's Ice Cube nigga and Lil' Jon nigga
So if ya drunk nigga, keep it crunk
Yeah, (yeah) yeah, (yeah) yeah, (yeah) yeah, (yeah) yeah, (yeah)
Yeah, (yeah) yeah, (yeah) yeah, (yeah) yeah, (yeah) yeah, (yeah)
Lil' Jon and them
up? Everybody fired up
Get crunk, get buck, want a challenge? Step up
I go hard in the paint
They tried to copy me and they mind it went blank
Yeah,
nigga who is you?
My locs on bright, baby look at me
She like how I talk, I get it from the p
Lil Jon did it, the party goin 'dumb
Put it in the air,
More drama than the President with North Korea
Gettin Krunk wit Lil Jon, he da livest in the south
Fuck around and you get wires in your mouth
Cowards
[Lil Jon]
Lil Jon & Eastside Boys and our girl Oobie
Check it out
[Oobie]
There's something I want to tell you
'Cause I know that a brotha got
Aye, aye bun who did this man?
So me and you got, t.i.p., killer mike, lil jon, and bun be
So that's the king of the south.. the underground
being the chump
My Jon lil' girl you love it when I crunk
Your boy told sniff I'm the future of the funk
Pretend we lil' kids play tag and dry hum
bein' the chump
My Jon lil' girl, you love it when I crunk
Your boy told smiff, I'm the future of the funk
Pretend we lil' kids play tag and dry hum
Feel
If you not drunk ladies and gentlemen
Get ready to get f***ed up
Let's do it, ha ha
L-M-F-A-O
You know what
Lil Jon
Yeah
All of the alcoholics
Where
naked
ATL ho, don't disrespect it
P-Pop yo' pussy like this
'Cause Yin Yang Twins in this B-I-itch
Lil Jon & the East Side Boyz with me
And we all
Enrico in this bitch, and we finna get crunk, holdup
Kick down the Do', let the bodies hit the Flo'
She like my Lil' Jon, making her wanna get low
Music
aint had no milk and butter
Since that cow's been gone.
Well, you got to treat me right honey
Day by day
Get out your lil' prayer book
Get down upon
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