|
Come on, yeah OK |
|
Mother****er, y'all know who it is |
|
Lil' Jon, them mother****in' East Side Booooyz |
|
I got my nigga Jadakiss with me too (D-Block, live son) |
|
We gon' do this for all the real mother****in' niggas |
|
(Uh uh uh uh yo) |
|
Holla at them niggas J, come on |
|
[Jadakiss] |
|
Yeah, Kiss name known, matter fact, Kiss name blown |
|
And bitches always wanna hit me like I just came home |
|
But I still put the tools in ya mouth |
|
Niggas know that I'm a monster on the East, but I'm huge in the South |
|
This is evil in the trenches and everybody starvin' |
|
So to get the money right we put the deisel on the benches |
|
"Down Bottom" feel like the ol' days |
|
****in' with the corn liquor ridin' around listen to O'Jays |
|
When we loadin' the clip every slug gotta catch |
|
When you goin' to war every thug got his match |
|
SS baby, blue Impala with the mack in it |
|
Big gold cup with rhinestones with my pack in it |
|
It's like the jungle but the broads is fine |
|
And if they ain't puffin' crippie, then this Georgia fine |
|
Listen, I'm the wrong nigga to style with |
|
My mother****in' problem to reconcile with |
|
Nigga what |
|
[Hook] |
|
We knockin' heads off, yeah |
|
We knockin' heads off, yeah |
|
We knockin' heads off, mother****in' heads off yeah |
|
We knockin' heads off, yeah |
|
We knockin' heads off, yeah |
|
We knockin' heads off, mother****in' heads off yeah |
|
You wanna go nigga |
|
Let's go ho |
|
You wanna go nigga |
|
Let's go ho |
|
You wanna go nigga |
|
Let's go ho |
|
You wanna go nigga |
|
Let's go ho |
|
What...what...what...what...what |
|
[Lil' Jon] |
|
We lettin' it go nigga |
|
Let's go ho |
|
We lettin' it go nigga |
|
Let's go ho |
|
We lettin' it go nigga |
|
Let's go ho |
|
What...what...what...what...what |
|
Pussy...niggas...lay it...down |
|
Me and my...niggas...fixin'...clown |
|
Pussy...niggas...lay it...down |
|
Me and my...niggas...fixin'...clown |
|
We throw our...****in'...click up |
|
We give a **** if you don't...like us |
|
We throw our...****in'...click up |
|
We give a **** if you don't...like us |
|
Don't...like...them...niggas |
|
Can't...stand..that...bitch |
|
Don't...like...them...niggas |
|
Can't...stand..that...bitch |
|
We'll...shut the...club down |
|
If y'all...niggas...wanna clown |
|
We'll...shut the...club down |
|
Bitch...say...something now |
|
[Hook] |
|
[Lil' Jon] |
|
Whaaaat....Whaaaaat |
|
Y'all know when the beat breakdown and shit |
|
What's up, what's up |
|
It's time to get mother****in' buck wild in this biiiitch |
|
Now this what I want y'all niggas to do, what's up |
|
All the real niggas and ladies out there, OK |
|
Y'all need to repeat after me, right now |
|
I ain't scared of no nigga, I ain't scared of no bitch |
|
I ain't scared of nobody in ya mother****in' click |
|
I ain't scared of no nigga, I ain't scared of no bitch |
|
I ain't scared of nobody in ya mother****in' click |
|
Man **** that shit nigga, **** that shit man |
|
Man **** that shit nigga, **** that shit man |
|
Man **** that shit nigga, **** that shit man |
|
Man **** that shit nigga, **** that shit |
|
[Hook] |
|
[Lil' Jon] |
|
Yeah, BME ho, we up out this bitch |
|
Ruff Ryders ho, what's up |
|
But before we leave |
|
I gotta let my nigga tell you his name |
|
[Styles] |
|
I'm Holiday Styles, where the **** you thuggin' at |
|
I knock off ya head with a Louisville Slugger bat |
|
P'll go to war and ain't never have to bring a nigga |
|
My gun is armed and my bullets like a finger nigga |
|
Call up Lil' Jon and them East Side Boyz |
|
All I need is a lil' bomb and them East Side toys |
|
You can catch me in the Dirty South, I got a dirty mouth |
|
Sittin' on the roof with the ****in' 30-30's out |
|
I told you I'm a menace y'all |
|
I got enough guns to fill up the Lennox Mall |
|
In the front parking lot, coke still movin' good |
|
Guns still sparke a lot |
|
Hustlin' with family, partyin' with murderers |
|
D-Block and everything, shit you probably heard of us |
|
Yeah I'm a Ryder nigga, you ain't got a gun |
|
Or a mother****in' knife, you ain't even gon' try us |
|
I'll leave you with a hole daddy |
|
And for the fact that I'm in the Dirty South |
|
I'll be bouncin' in the old Caddy |
|
What - mother****er |