Lyrics:
star a PG legend
MoCo phenomenon holmes I'm all of it
Yeah they all love it though critique Jon Lovitz
And whack hoes hating on key out in public
See
Ever since I started nation ridin', got a lil' change
Surrounded myself by game, niggaz sayin' I'm counterfeit
Ain't that a bitch?
Re evaluate
on the dotted line
Cause now you're mine
Hey, hey bitch
Hey bitch get up it's time to go to work
Time to go to work bitch, it's your boy Lil Jon
Never will I
hold me down A lil While
..and I’m far out!
You can call me Pluto because everyone counted me out (oh yeah)
Ohh (x8) (call me Pluto..Pluto pluto )
Oooh
niggas washed up, all you niggas getting old
I ain't never been pressed cause a nigga do not fold
Stand tall, ten toes, yea im living by the code
If
or beef you Should know the difference
This is not no lil Jon
But we getting ignant
If I'm not the greatest
I am one of his descendants
Did I mention
Bacc
Ola out of jail they done free'd him up
Don't give lil folk that gun he gone shoot em up
Aye, You know we can't slow down ain't no catching up
stalks now
Is it that 106 & Park pimping?
Is it those MTV looks?
Is it Lil Jon screaming on the hooks? (yeah)
Is it that tour bus bread?
(Haha) Is it
the back of the club louder than Lil' Jon
Now don't try to stand next to me (Right)
Cause I'm the nigga they came here to see (Right)
Ain't nothin round
Travis Barker, yeah! Le-Le-Let's go! Lil' Jon, Yelawolf!
Le-Le-Let's go! Twista and my homeboy Busta Rhymes!
Holla at 'em!
Before I
Take
The way that you act ain't familiar
It ain't worth all my time to get sick at you
Imma just sip a lil' Wocky for pick me up
I be knocked out I need
Jon close by too
Right about now
I need everybody to get they motherfuckin' hands up
(Everybody get your hands up)
And wherever the fuck you from
the fuck is BME
Y'all niggaz ain't BMF
I can hadle y'all bitches by my damn self
Fuck lil scrappy, fuck lil jon, fuck don p and his son
Fuck big sam, fuck
Travis Barker, yeah! Le-Le-Let's go! Lil' Jon, Yelawolf!
Le-Le-Let's go! Twista and my homeboy Busta Rhymes!
Holla at 'em!
Before I
Take
(Anybody)
Don't act like you can't get touched, peeyimp
Yeah, my dude Bone Crusher
(That's right)
Lil Jon and the Eastside Boyz, David Banner
And E-40
Dying just to live, that's a paradox
(Go, go) yeah, tryna touch a milli'
'fore I'm carried off
Leavе a legacy to my lil'
Children they could carry
that owed her
He was guilty by attachment
He was a heart felt type nigga keep u laughin
But the nigguz that he trusted had more passion in the cash
Oh shit put ya middle fingers up on this one
Oh this is the one right here yo
OH we finna get real crunk
Up in this motherfucka man
Lil Jon
Yeah, motherfuckers! (yeah)
ItsTheReal, bitch! (Bitch) lil Jon, bitch!
I make raps just to make dough
Just to make liquor just to make clothes
Just
way 'cause we superfly
I'm 'bout to raise the prices I swear to God
R-O-C y'all know how we ride
Bangladesh, CyHi, Lil Jon
Let's go (Bangladesh)
please
What are you getting mad for
I'm in Atlanta in the morning
When I hook up with Killa Mike Lil' Jon and them
All of my calls I'm gonna forward them
Catch a vibe take a trip baby
High all day that's I live how baby
I been wild since a lil baby
Drip too hard yess indeed but I ain't Lil baby
Yeah, what's up 3? Long live Melo long live Jon, let's go
E, if them boys come put it in sports mode
Bitch, I'm aiming at your head, I ain't looking
you want somethin', then stay down[01:52.25]Lil' Jon went playin', we'll stomp yo' ass in the A-Town[01:55.84]Yeah, who said it? Who said it? Who said
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