Crunk Rock (Intro) lyrics - Lil Jon
It's time, motherfuckers!
It's time to get motherfucking crunk!
If you didn't come to get crunk, get the fuck out the club!
If you came to get crunk, put yo fucking hands up!
Let's do it!
Can I get a YEAH? (Yeah!)
Can I get a YEAH? (Yeah!)
Can I get a WHAT? (What?)
Can I get a WHAT? (What?)
Well let me get an OKAY! (Okay!)
CRUNK ROCK!
Throw It Up (Part 2) (Remix) lyrics - Lil Jon (feat. Pastor Troy & Waka Flocka Flame)
[Lil Jon (Pastor Troy):]
What's hannenin?
I'ts yo boi Lil Jon (P.T. Cruisa!)
BME CLICK! (Well Uh Huh)
You know I keep with this crunk shit nigga (Yeah)
Throwin' It Up!
I ain't never been scared to throw it up (THROW IT UP!)
I ain't never been scared to throw it up (THROW IT UP!)
All the real niggas in here gettin' buck (GETTIN' BUCK!)
All the real niggas in here gettin' buck (GETTIN' BUCK!)
Who crunker than us? (Who crunker than us?)
Yeen crunker than us! (Yeen crunker than us!)
Who crunker than us? (Who crunker than us?)
Yeen crunker than us! (Yeen crunker than us!)
Throw it up nigga (Throw it up!)
Throw it up (Throw it up!)
Throw it up nigga (Throw it up!)
Throw it up (Throw it up HUH!)
[Lil Jon:]
Whatchu reppin' nigga?
Whatchu reppin' hoe?
Set it off in this bitch
Throw it up fosho!
Nigga u scared to represent yo click
I ain't never scared
To represent shit!
Goons on deck
Tatted up 'n ?
Ready for a fighter stompin' niggas to the floor
My hood on my hat
My hood on my back
My hood in the club
And they don't know how to act
Push 'em to the front
Push dem niggas back
Get up in his face
Rep where you stay
Eastside nigga
Westside nigga
Southside nigga
Northside nigga
You ain't sayin' shit
You ain't sayin' shit
You ain't sayin' shit
Yo side ain't shit
You ain't sayin' shit
You ain't sayin' shit
You ain't sayin' shit
Nigga fuck yo click!
[Lil Jon (Pastor Troy):]
I ain't never been scared to throw it up (THROW IT UP!)
I ain't never been scared to throw it up (THROW IT UP!)
All the real niggas in here gettin' buck (GETTIN' BUCK!)
All the real niggas in here gettin' buck (GETTIN' BUCK!)
Who crunker than us? (Who crunker than us?)
Yeen crunker than us! (Yeen crunker than us!)
Who crunker than us? (Who crunker than us?)
Yeen crunker than us! (Yeen crunker than us!)
Throw it up nigga (Throw it up!)
Throw it up (Throw it up!)
Throw it up nigga (Throw it up!)
Throw it up (Throw it up HUH!)
[Pastor Troy:]
Give me a "P" (A "P")
A "T" (A "T")
It'z Pastor Troy muthafucka that's me
It's BME (BME)
Drama Squad (Drama Squad)
And when I come
I'm comin' hard
I represent (represent)
For GA (GA)
To [?]
To the bay (To the bay)
I'm in the club sign up with the bitch I'm chillin'
Better watch who you mug and fuck all that grillin'
It's the Pastor Disaster
I blow up like a missile
We can do this with hands man
No do this with pistols
It's whatever I'm ready
Couple blunts and this song
Give a fuck if I'm right
Give a fuck if I'm wrong song
This is not just a song
This the Anthem for Crunk!
We don't do this for pussy niggas
Don't do this for punks
And once again "Nigga put some Jack in my mug
Huh, so I can throw it uuuuupp!!!"
(WELL UH HUH)
[Lil Jon (Pastor Troy):]
I ain't never been scared to throw it up (THROW IT UP!)
I ain't never been scared to throw it up (THROW IT UP!)
All the real niggas in here gettin' buck (GETTIN' BUCK!)
All the real niggas in here gettin' buck (GETTIN' BUCK!)
Who crunker than us? (Who crunker than us?)
Yeen crunker than us! (Yeen crunker than us!)
Who crunker than us? (Who crunker than us?)
Yeen crunker than us! (Yeen crunker than us!)
Throw it up nigga (Throw it up!)
Throw it up (Throw it up!)
Throw it up nigga (Throw it up!)
Throw it up (Throw it up HUH!)
Fall Out lyrics - Lil Jon (feat. Travis Porter)
[Lil Jon:]
Yeah!...
Lil Jon! (Lil Jon!)
Travis Porter! (Travis Porter, bitch!)
Fall out (fall out)
Fall out (fall out)
Yeah! Yeah!
[Strap Da Fool:]
Pull up in the mall, all the hoes (fall out)
Cars so damn tall, open the doors (fall out)
Money, money, money just to blow (fall out)
We on fire, fire, fire, these niggas cold
I tint my screen (fall out, fall out)
I sip my lean (fall out, fall out)
[x4]
[Lil Jon:]
Mug a nigga, middle finger to these bitches (what, what)
Fuck you hoes first, [?] snitches (what, what)
Yeah I'm back, and I'm still up on that crunk shit (yeah)
Fuck the dumb shit, you be on that mugging shit (what)
Where you been, nigga? I've been getting guap, guap
Out of town, overseas, making pussy pop (hey)
Them hoes jumped down (yeah), when I jumped out (yeah)
So I pulled my cock out, and let her rock out
[Strap Da Fool:]
Smashed hoe turnt up all the way
I don't see her, turn up all the way
All on in my song, drinking it to a loan
Blind eye, [?]
Swear to god, [?] you better tell 'em
9 millimeters, that's why I'm finna bless 'em
5, 4, 3, 2, 1, leggo
9 to 5 boat but I'm finna go catch
My TV file, TV boss
All them hoes 'gon fall out (fall out)
His cost miles, but my cost taller
Open the door and fall out (fall out)
[?]
Strap Da Fool, Fool
I'm on fire, fire, fire (fool, fool)
Pull up in the mall, all the hoes (fall out)
Cars so damn tall, open the doors (fall out)
Money, money, money just to blow (fall out)
We on fire, fire, fire, these niggas cold
I tint my screen (fall out, fall out)
I sip my lean (fall out, fall out)
[x4]
[Ali:]
Aw, hey, get wet
It's Travis Porter and Lil Jon
When I'm down south, I say "bruh"
When I'm on north, I say "son"
And everytime we out of town, "we got goons" don't mean no gut
Aye, pull up in the club, this song real small
Two dos, cuz a nigga we stunt (ah)
And yesterday, I looked for [?] ball out
Ran into this chick, she was starstruck, bout to fall out
I might just pull up at her house
Beat it down and just haul out
She say, "Ali, that's all you got?"
Yeah, yeah bitch I'm all out
[Quez:]
(Quez!)
Aww, sound the alarm
Because I'm in the airport and he calling me the bomb
And the way a nigga ball, they be calling me Lebron
Tried to rob me, he was dead, he tried to stab me with a gun
(What?) like Lil Jon
And since this K.E.B, I'm just 'gon rip this shit and run
We in the league, and you in the back like baby seats
When we hit the club and ball, yall just fall out just like some baby teeth (oh)
[Strap Da Fool:]
Pull up in the mall, all the hoes (fall out)
Cars so damn tall, open the doors (fall out)
Money, money, money just to blow (fall out)
We on fire, fire, fire, these niggas cold
I tint my screen (fall out, fall out)
I sip my lean (fall out, fall out)
[x4]
G Walk lyrics - Lil Jon (feat. Soulja Boy Tell 'Em)
[Lil Jon:]
Let me see you throw your motherfuckin' sets up (in the sky)
Throw your motherfucking rags out (wave em' high)
Pussy niggas keep on eyein' me (you wanna die)
I got shawty them in your deep (they gonna ride)
Bitch we too cruck to try to dance (I got that thang)
It's right here on my side (don't make me pay)
You must not know where the fuck we from (pick a side)
Eastside to the West nigga (and we don't hide)
[Soulja Boy:]
G walkin' through the club
Haters gettin' that mug
I gave your bit*h a hug
And she got wetter than a tub
I'm hot nigga (I'm hot nigga)
G walkin' on yo block nigga
80 grand spent, tell the jewler make my watch bigger
Soulja Boy blowed up like a fuckin' ball
All I need is ten minutes in a club with Lil Jon
Get my goons in this bit*h, so shawty don't press yo luck
Chairs flyin' in the club, quack, quack, bit*h you better duck
[Chorus:]
Swag to the left, swag to the right
Soulja Boy and Lil Jon gettin' crunk all night
G walkin' with the realest with some pants on
Tell everybody in the club, turn their motherfuckin' swag on
G walk do it (G walk nigga, gangsta walk nigga)
G walk do it (G walk nigga, gangsta walk nigga)
[Soulja Boy:]
We not playin' boy, I'm not playin' hoe
Fuck swag, bitch I got mojo
No homo, I got them thangs cocked
25 bans all wrapped in one not
Soulja Boy shawty, let arm, right arm shawty
27 tattoos shawty
Walk inside the party
Polo on my body
G walkin', all my goons get retarted (look)
[Lil Jon:]
I don't give a fuck
Yeah that's what's up
Thank you too tough
You get touched up
I sick a hoe on ya, you get sucked up
She let them goons in, that's how you're fucked up
But it don't even matter
Fuck that little chatter
I'm in the club with it, I make them niggas splatter
I shake them bottles up, we make that liquor slpatter
Cause I'm a crunk nigga and it don't even matter
[Chorus:]
Swag to the left, swag to the right
Soulja Boy and Lil Jon gettin' crunk all night
G walkin' with the realest with some pants on
Tell everybody in the club, turn their motherfuckin' swag on
G walk do it (G walk nigga, gangsta walk nigga)
G walk do it (G walk nigga, gangsta walk nigga)
What Is Crunk Rock? (Interlude) lyrics - Lil Jon
What the fuck is crunk rock?
Crunk rock is more than just some goddamn music
Crunk rock is a motherfucking lifestyle
We live life to the fullest, we don't let nobody tell us we can't do shit
We party like rockstars, we crunk all the motherfucking time
We live for today and not for tomorrow
If a nigga act the fuck up, we fuck his ass up!
Killas lyrics - Lil Jon (feat. The Game, Elephant Man, Ice Cube, Whole Wheat Bread)
C'mon!
Elephant Man!
(It's gonna be a massacre)
Lil Jon!
[?]
Ice Cube!
We got The Game! (Game)
(Dem think we are playing)
[?]
(Hey, hey!)
You fuckin' with some killas (Bullets)
You fuckin' with the motherfuckin' realist niggas
You fuckin' with some killas (Killas)
You fuckin' with the motherfuckin' realist niggas (Hey)
I wish a motherfucker would say something
Fuck around and get your goddamn ass whooped
Nigga I feel like startin' some shit
And I might just snap the piss, out a pussy ass nigga like you, nigga fuck ya
Take a 45 cross the head gun butt ya (yeah!)
Ya'll pussy-ass niggas ain't hard
Stomp that ass out like a million man march
Sawed off shotgun hand on the pump
Finger on the trigga, I'm ready to dump
Blow a motherfucker, bye bye
Point blank range, yeah niggas gon' die ([?])
That's why I never leave the crib without packing my gat
Strap on my vest, put on my hat
Motherfuckers outta line gettin' laid down flat
Imma show you how a real nigga act
[?]
(Hey, hey!)
You fuckin' with some killas (Bullets)
You fuckin' with the motherfuckin' realist niggas
You fuckin' with some killas
You fuckin' with the motherfuckin' realist niggas
It's 3, the hard way
Black Lambo, no passengers
Black Ski mask, chain saw massacre
Cube pass me the AK-47 (Come on)
(Blacka) Yellow tape the intersection
Loaded clips, lock 'em in
Got a black 45, call it Pac's revenge
I'm a motherfuckin' animal
Lil Jon beat cannibal
Every nigga in Atlanta know
I'm psycho insane about my cash
They can re-open Alcatraz
And sentence me the life without rehabilitation
Fuck Governor Schwarzenegger, nigga it's my statement
Dear Mr. President Barack Obama, right after you catch Osama
Tell Mr. Waso, please let Oprah know (Oprah know)
That I won't ever stop sayin' bitch and ho
[?]
(Hey, hey!)
You fuckin' with some killas (Bullets)
You fuckin' with the motherfuckin' realist niggas
You fuckin' with some killas (Come on)
You fuckin' with the motherfuckin' realist niggas
We run A-Town, we run LA (Show em')
Now get down on your motherfuckin' belly
Before this AK make you do a ballet
It's the nut cracker, I'm the linebacker
Three motherfuckers, hard as concrete
Y'all motherfuckers soft as Gandhi
Pull that thing out, now you a zombie
All damn quick you know where I be
West side rolling, all day, everyday
Got your bitch open, you're fucking with heavyweights
Like, weights stay on my space
And stay the fuck outta my face ([?])
Ghostwriters I'm on ya'
From Atlanta, Georgia to California
This shit can't go no longer
And when I catch ya, I'm a-don ya
[?]
(Hey, hey!)
You fuckin' with some killas (Bullets)
You fuckin' with the motherfuckin' realist niggas
You fuckin' with some killas
You fuckin' with the motherfuckin' realist niggas
Get In Get Out lyrics - Lil Jon
What's happening?
I'm back, bitch!
It's your boy Lil Jon, hey!
BME Click
Let's get this motherfucker CRUNK!
WHAT? WHAT? WHAT? WHAT? (Let's go!)
[Hook:]
If I said it mo'fucker, then I goddamn mean it
Said it mo'fucker, then I goddamn mean it
Get In, Get Out (Get In, Get Out) [x2]
If I rep it mo'fucker, then I goddamn show it
Rep it mo'fucker, then I goddamn show it
Get In, Get Out (Get In, Get Out) [x2]
BITCH!
Put your middle fingers up
Point it at the pussy niggas in the club
Fuckers, fake ass thugs
Nigga, you SUCK!
You ain't hatin' on shit
Your bitch suck err'body dick
Tryna be hard
We'll take your chain and your car!
Nigga, fuck your hood!
Y'all niggas don't really wanna do it
Ha, I'm strapped up, BITCH
And so is goddamn every nigga in my clique
Goddammit I'm blown
Drunk fucked up, to my liquor to my dome
Go ham or go home
We gon crank this bitch, I'm in the goddamn zone!
[Hook]
Now where my mo'fuckin' ladies at?
Tell them lame hoes, "yeah we can take it there"
Ha, make them hoes look stupid
Throw them hoes on them bitches like "you there!"
Whole broke down beat up bitch
With that old ass ugly outfit
That ain't no goddamn Gucci bullshit
WOOOOOOH, I think I smell fish!
I hate fake hoes
Shoes too little with them hang-over toes
And a twenty dollar outfit
Stop shopping at Rainbow, bitch!
You know you wrong
My thugs are crackin' motherfucking dough
Go ham or go home
We gon crank this bitch, I'm in the goddamn zone!
[Hook]
Wassup? Wassup?
Get buck in this motherfucking club
Wassup? Wassup?
Get crunk in this motherfucking club
[x2]
[Hook]
Pop Dat Pussy lyrics - Lil Jon (feat. Blazed)
Bend over, won't you pop that pussy for me [x4]
Pop that pussy and shake that ass [x4]
Big old booty, now make it bounce
Pop that pussy, let it all hang out
Bend over, a let me see it
Go ahead bitch, get straight busy
Hey, when they go
Go with it like a motherfucking red truck
Let yourself go
Bend over, make your knee touch your elbow
Like a motherfucking freak hoe
Play with it like a dildo
Prob hot like some chicken wings
Hey, a do the damn thing
Fuck them hoes, they can't hang
Do it, that be sticky girl, you so damn freaky girl
Twirk your thing
No draws, motherfucker G-strings
Bend over, won't you pop that pussy for me [x4]
Pop that pussy and shake that ass [x4]
Don't grind on that thing, wind on that thing
Get up on a nigga
Bend over, let it hang
Go and touch your toes
Show me what you bout
Make that booty wobble
Go ahead and work it out
Arch in your back, make your booty clap
Throw it on a nigga, make a nigga throw it back
Shake it like Beyonce
Shake it like a dog
Do it with no hands from the windows to the wall
Bend over, won't you pop that pussy for me [x4]
Pop that pussy and shake that ass [x4]
Outta Your Mind lyrics - Lil Jon (feat. LMFAO)
[Intro: Lil' Jon]
YEAAAHHHH!!!
Everybody in the club right now (wassup)
If you're standing around (what) you need to get the fuck up outta here (get out!)
Because when come in the club (wassup) we like to get fucking crazy (craaazy!)
you know what....LET"S FUCKING LOSE IT
[Chorus]
Get outta your mind, get outta your mind (what), get outta your mind (what)
Bump that shit, get outta your mind (what)
Get outta your mind (what), get outta your mind (what), get outta your mind (what)
Bump that shit, get outta your mind (what)
[Lil Jon]
I'm a semi truck, no fucking brakes, outta control like a bull out da gate
Get crunk, I'd get the fuck out the way, we get bananas like a room full of apes
I done lost it, you flossin', im over here with my niggas in the mosh pit
Throwing elbows, stomping shell toes, is that nigga dead? Who the fuck knows
Shake them dreads like a motherfucking rasta, go dumb like a motherfucking monsta
You an imposter, you're drinking water, we're drinking patron and chasing it with vodka
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck, FUCK IT!
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck, FUCK IT!
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck, FUCK IT!
I don't give a fuck, FUCK IT!
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck, fuck it
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck, fuck it
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck, fuck it
LET'S FUCKING LOSE IT!
[Chorus]
Get outta your mind, get outta your mind (what), get outta your mind (what)
Bump that shit, get outta your mind (what)
Get outta your mind (what), get outta your mind (what), get outta your mind (what)
Bump that shit, get outta your mind (what)
[Redfoo]
Grab that bottle (what), twist that cap (what), hold it in the air and tip it back.
I'm crunk as hell (what), I'm all Patron (what), I really don't dance, but I'm in the zone
Move bitch get out the way, I'm running over niggas like a runaway train,
I grab my beer, you do the same, shake that shit and make it rain!
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck, FUCK IT!
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck, FUCK IT!
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck, FUCK IT!
LET'S FUCKING LOSE IT!
[Chorus]
Get outta your mind, get outta your mind (what), get outta your mind (what)
Bump that shit, get outta your mind (what)
Get outta your mind (what), get outta your mind (what), get outta your mind (what)
Bump that shit, get outta your mind (what)
[Sky-Blu]
Flip cup, tip cup, beer pong, shots,
Niggas on the goose, bitches on my jock
Bar-ten-der, gimme whatcha got
They're dancing on the table, I got niggas smoking rocks
HA get off me, I'm checking motherfuckers like a nigga playing hockey
Yeah, I'm in the penatly box, I'm fucked up taking too many shots
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck, FUCK IT!
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck, FUCK IT!
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck, FUCK IT!
I don't give a fuck, FUCK IT!
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck, FUCK IT!
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck, FUCK IT!
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck, FUCK IT!
LET'S FUCKING LOSE IT!
[Chorus x2]
Get outta your mind, get outta your mind (what), get outta your mind (what)
Bump that shit, get outta your mind (what)
Get outta your mind (what), get outta your mind (what), get outta your mind (what)
Bump that shit, get outta your mind (what)
Ride Da D lyrics - Lil Jon (feat. Ying Yang Twins)
[Ying Yang Twins:]
Jump on the D, jump on the D (ride the D)
Jump on the D (ride the D)
Jump on the D, jump on the D, jump on the D (ride the D)
Jump on the D (ride the D)
Jump on the D (ride the D)
Jump on the D, jump on the D, jump on the D
[Hook:]
Grab your fat pussy bitch and (ride da D, ride da D, ride da D)
Can you shake that shit while you (ride da D, ride da D, ride da D)
L-lick yo tits while you (ride da D, ride da D, ride da D)
Oh shake that shit while you (ride da D, ride da D, ride da D)
Jump on da D [x6]
Yo bitch, you know you want it!
Jump on da D [x6]
This a fat dick, bitch get on it
[Lil Jon:]
HEY!
The pussy hoes in the club we searchin'
For the workin', straight twerkin'
Say, what's that noise? Sit by the start
Dick get hard, pussy go far
On top of the dick, then ride
Get down like running backs, side to side
Take yo clothes off, one by one (bitch)
Me and you gon have some fun
Ride that dick like a pogostick
Like a pogostick, like a pogostick
She a freaky lil bitch, let her ride the dick
Criss Angel shit, do a magic trick (hey)
WHOA, NELLY!
Take her to the tele, skeetin' on her belly
And you know I'm gon run-yun, if yo pussy smell like Funyuns
[Hook]
[Ying Yang Twins:]
Jump down on the dick like a cheerleader
Ain't no net when a nigga get yo ass neither
It's really sweet, you can call me Willie Peter
Catch a bitch in the club before I beat her
I say, ride that dick a lil longer
And a nigga might make you a owner
I say, ride that dick a lil stronger
And a nigga might buy you a home-a
I wanna (wanna)
She do it (she do it)
She put her back into it (into it)
She u-ey (u-ey)
She u-ey (u-ey)
She spilled it too like [?]
She love to get on top of the dick, just ride the head
Drop down fast, put it all in it
Freaky shit, lil mama is a freaky bitch
She love the D, love when I play with her clit
She love to come, she love to go
And she love to ride dicks like rodeo
So saddle up baby, and ride that horse
Like the wild, wild west, of course (YEE-HAH)
You want me to hit it from the back? Smack dat ass
Pull yo hair, smack dat ass
As I stroked her, I heard her scream
[Hook]
SKEET, SKEET, SKEET, SKEET!
Ms. Chocolate lyrics - Lil Jon (feat. R. Kelly, Mario)
[R. Kelly:]
Aye Uh huh
Uh Huh (Let's go ladies)
Lil Jon (Yeah)
Your Boy Kells
(Yeah)
[Mario:]
And Mario
[R. Kelly:]
This is for the Chocolate girls
All Around the word
Uh
Every block
Every club
Every hood
I'm in love
[Verse 1: Lil Jon]
So sweet, so round, so thick
So nasty ooh I love that shit
So smooth, so creamy
Goddamn it I must be dreaming
So jiggly, so soft
Goddamn it I wanna break you off
So hot you gon melt
Eat you all up by myself
Girl I can't wait to unwrap ya
It's a chocolate fix I'm after
So tasty, my treat
Miss Chocolate let me get a little piece
I'm cuckoo for cocoa
So good I want me some more
I'm caught up
I need to stop it
Goddamn I love you Miss Chocolate!
[Chorus: Mario]
Talking to my silky smooth, dark skin, chocolate, women
Independent, this is yalls anthem
I like them light skinned girls
But that dark skin I love
Chocolate girls stand up
This is yalls anthem
[Verse 2: R. Kelly]
Talking about hips
Talking about thighs
Talking about big ol' booties and brown eyes
Chocolate, that's what I gotta have tonight
Leave up out the club with two tonight
Take shots then more shots
Then we drink like we own the bar
And she's pushing that all on me
Conversation like let's just leave
And I don't hesitate (No)
To the crib right away
She dropping it
Dropping it
That Chocolate
Chocolate
[Chorus: Mario]
Talking to my silky smooth, dark skin, chocolate, women
Independent, this is yalls anthem
I like them light skinned girls
But that dark skin I love
Chocolate girls stand up
This is yalls anthem
[Verse 3: Mario]
Had a red bone chick before
She don't do it like you do
So I know what I want tonight
Fly,
On a chocolate high
Baby girl your thick in all the right places
Let me lick that chocolate baby I wanna taste it
Think I'm in love (with your dark skin)
Said I'm in love with Miss Chocolate!
[Chorus: Mario]
Talking to my silky smooth, dark skin, chocolate, women
Independent, this is yalls anthem
(Ooh this is yalls anthem)
I like them light skinned girls
But that dark skin I love
Chocolate girls stand up
(Get em baby)
[Bridge: R. Kelly with Mario adlibs]
Uh
I gotta have that dark chocolate
(Can you give it to me, give it to me?)
Tonight, I wanna taste (Oh yeah) that dark chocolate
(Can you give it to me, give it to me?)
In my bed I gotta have (Ooh give it to me, give it to me)
That dark chocolate
Aye
Oh oh
Aye
Oh oh
Aye
Let me hear the chocolate ladies say
Aye Yo!
(Aye Yo...)
Ay ay ay ay ay ay ay yay
Ayyyy yo!
(Aye yooo oh)
Ay ay ay ay ay ay ay ay ay [echo]
This is yalls anthem
Like A Stripper lyrics - Lil Jon (feat. Pleasure P & Shawty Putt)
[Pleasure P:]
Lemme see you go round an round [x4]
Staletos, she in the middle of the floor
Need a medal for all the junk up in her trunk
Shawty dance like stripper
She dance like a stripper
She dance like a stripper
When she dips in your patron
Get to the party (party) like she workin on the floor
Shawty got it (got it) when she drop it outta control
Shawty dance like a stripper
She dance like a stripper
She dance like a stripper
When she pop that catalogue
[Lil Jon:]
Shake it off (shake it off)
Shake it down (shake it down)
Don't stop (don't stop)
To the ground (to the ground)
Pick it up (pick it up)
Put it down (put it down)
Lemme see you go round an round
Put it up (put it up)
Push it back (push it back)
Make it jump (make it jump)
Make it cry (make it cry)
Like that (like that)
Like that (like that)
Make a nigga wanna hit it from the back
Yo dick
Yo back
Pop that ass and that cat
Get it girl, that thing ain't to fat
Grind the dick just like that
[Chorus:]
Round an round you go (go) [x4]
Back to Pleasure P instead of got the party
(Party) like she workin on the floor it's:
When her body (body) let's her work it on the pole
[Shawty Putt:]
Heart breaker
Money maker
Booty shaken on the floor
Couple shots and patrons
She start dancin like a HOEEE
Bend it over
Touch them toes
Girl you do that like a pro
You know you bad with all that ass
Show me what it's made for
Shake it to the left
Shake it to the right
Shake it to the front
Now shake it back
Pop that back
Twist the cap
What you do with all that giiiirl
Round an round you go (go) [x4]
[Chorus]
[Pleasure P:]
Ladies on the dancefloor
Ladies by the bar
Ladies in the sound club
Shake it like a star
If it's just on girl
Bring it up to show the world
If it's just on girl
Bring it up to show the world
[Lil Jon:]
How low can you go (go) [x4]
Take it to the floor (floor) [x4]
[Chorus]
Lemme see you go round an round [x8]
Moist lyrics - Lil Jon (feat. Oobie)
[Oobie:]
While attention is way too thick
I can taste your skin on my lips (My lips)
And I'm tryin' to hold the time
Nigga, you know that thing I want
Take your phone out and kick your friends out
I wanna start right here on your couch (The couch)
Pour a shot cause you know what's next
Put them panties again to [?]
You got me so moist
Moist
When you touch my spot, got me burning so hot
Baby take it down 'fore I get up on top
Moist
Put your face down there while I'm playing your hair
I'ma keep it calm and-and you bet me moist
[Lil Jon:]
I know why you want it, I know why you need it
Don't nobody beat it up the way that I beat it
She said that I'm a champion cause I'm undefeated
And I admit hard for ya whenever you need it
Soft and wet, let it set, go, go, go, go
Give it too ya till ya can't take no more, oh
That's that just and bust, wet wide, slip-n-slide
It's a dripped out when you ride
Slow and steady, girl you ready?
Don't get messy, you so kinky
[?] slow puffing legs open wide
Super wet like some Master God down the side
Tears rolling down them cheeks, it's so sloppy
When we freak, we gon have to change the sheets
Skeet, skeet, skeet, skeet
Slim poking, when we freak, we gon have to change the sheets
Skeet, skeet, skeet, skeet
[Oobie:]
Moist
When you touch my spot, got me burning so hot
Baby take it down fore I get up on top
Moist
Put your face down there while I'm playing your hair
I'ma keep it calm and-and you bet me moist
Moist, moist, moist
I'm moist, moist, moist
You got me so moist, moist, moist
Touch me below, my panties get soaked
Moist, moist, moist
When you touch me (Moist, moist, moist)
When you kiss me (Moist, moist, moist)
You can check by yourself and see, you got me
Moist
When you touch my spot, got me burning so hot
Baby take it down fore I get up on top
Moist
Put your face down there while I'm playing your hair
I'ma keep it calm and-and you bet me moist
What A Night lyrics - Lil Jon (feat. Claude Kelly)
[Jay Sean:]
I was lost
I was frozen
Walking down the streets alone
When I saw this place was open, tonight
And the girls they were rocking
And the alcohol was flowing
And I knew right away this was my life
Oh what a night,
Oh what a night,
Oh what a night
[Lil Jon:]
Feels so good
Feels so right
Let's make a toast
To the night
It's gonna get crazy
So hold on tight
Let's have a ball
Live your life
Let it go
Let it loose
Release it all
No excuse
Have no cares
Have no fears
Let's act a fool
Up in here
[Claude Kelly:]
I was lost
I was frozen
Walking down the streets alone
When I saw this place was open, tonight
And the girls they were rocking
And the alcohol was flowing
And I knew right away this was my life
Oh what a night,
Night [x8]
[Lil Jon:]
A lot of smoking
A lot of drinking
A lot of singing
A lot of dancing
A lot of freaking
A lot of women
A lot of kissing
A lot of sinning
[Jay Sean:]
I was lost
I was frozen
Walking down the streets alone when
I saw this place was open, tonight
And the girls
They were rocking
And the alcohol was flowing
And I knew right away this was my life
Oh what a night
Oh what a night
Oh what a night
[Lil Jon:]
What a night
[Claude Kelly:]
Night
Shots lyrics - Lil Jon (with LMFAO)
If you not drunk ladies & gentlemen
Get ready to get fucked up
Let's do it, Ha Ha
LMFAO
You know what
Lil Jon
Yeah
All of the alcoholics
Where you at
Let's go
When I walk in the club
All eyes on me
I'm with the party rock crew
All drinks are free
We like ciroc
We love patrone
We came to party rock
Everybody it's on
Shots shots shots shots shots shots
Shots shots shots shots shots
Shots shots shots shots shots
Everybody [x2]
The ladies love us
When we pour shots
They need an excuse
To suck our cocks
We came to get crunk
How 'bout you?
Bottles up
Let's go round two
Shots shots shots shots shots shots
Shots shots shots shots shots
Shots shots shots shots shots
Everybody [x2]
If you ain't getting drunk get the fuck out the club
If you ain't takin' shots get the fuck out the club
If you ain't come to party get the fuck out the club
Now where my alcoholics let me see ya hands up
What you drinkin on?
Jaegerbombs
Lemondrops
Buttery Nipples
Jello Shots
Kamikaze
Three Wise Men
Fuck all that shit
Get me some Gin
Patrone's on the rocks and I'm ready for some shots
The women come around everytime I'm pourin' shots
Their panties hit the ground everytime I give em shots
So cups in the air, everybody let's take shots.
If you feelin' drunk put ya hands in the air
And If you tryin' to fuck put ya hands in the air
Now say "I'm fucked up" (I'm fucked up)
I'm fucked up (I'm fucked up)
I'm tryna fuck (I'm tryna fuck)
I'm tryna fuck (I'm tryna fuck)
Shots
Patrone's on the rocks and I'm ready for some shots
The women come around everytime I'm pourin' shots
Their panties hit the ground everytime I give em shots
So cups in the air, everybody let's take shots.
I'm fucked up
La dad a da
La dad a dad a da [x8]
Work It Out lyrics - Lil Jon (feat. Pitbull)
[Lil Jon:]
We back again (Hey!)
Chico, what's up, boy?
The ladies said it ain't enough songs for them to dance to
(What?) Let's make 'em dance
[Pitbull:]
The king is here
Shake yo ass, ay mi madre
Todo eso culo, shake yo ass
Entonces dale [x2]
[Hook:]
Go 'head girl work it out (sexy girl)
Go 'head girl work it out (dale loca)
Go 'head girl work it out (sexy girl)
Go 'head girl work it out (dale loca)
Go 'head girl work it out (work it out)
Go 'head girl work it out (work it out)
Go 'head girl work it out (work it out)
Go 'head girl work it out
[Lil Jon:]
So, so sexy (sexy)
So, so fine (fine)
So, so feisty (feisty)
Let me see you whine
So, so kinky (kinky)
So, so freaky (freaky)
So, so naughty (naughty)
Such a good time
Do that nasty dance
Let me see ya work
Shake it up, girl
Till your hips hurt
Make that thang hard
Make that booty drop
Whip your body hard
Shake it, don't stop!
[Hook]
[Pitbull:]
Pit
I was ready for a little bit a foreplay, for sho'
Oh-k-k-k (dale)
Baby, say you wanna open up a Pandora box
She say, "Si, si" (dale)
Love on the street like, yeah oh yeah
I'm a freak like that (dale)
And I ain't fair, but if it's fair
Then yeah, I'll eat like that (dale)
I'mma roll with things you can't even imagine
Or, even fathom (dale)
And I ain't got no fan, but once I hit, I'm gone
I'm phantom (dale)
Baby, you're my Eve, he's your Adam
And I'm your snake (dale)
So here's your apple
Wanna play chess? Check mate
[Hook]
[Lil Jon:]
Break that shit down (dale)
Break that thang down (dale) [x4]
Let me see ya work (Go, go!) [x7]
Let me see ya work (Work, work, work)
[Hook]
[Pitbull:]
The king is here
Shake yo ass, ay mi madre
Todo eso culo, shake yo ass
Entonces dale [x2]
[Lil Jon:]
Let me see ya work
(Work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, work!)
Machuka lyrics - Lil Jon (feat. Mr. Catra & Mulher Filé)
Lemme give it to ya...
Ta maluco?...
Machuka...
In and out...
Up and down shake that shit, round and round
Roll those hips to the ground, do those dips, pump and pound
Try to stick, wicked chick you love this shit, you nasty dancer on my dick
You wanna fuck I beat it up, tear it up and leave you stuck
I put in work, make it hurt, back it up into reverse
Round two will leave you murked, murk your legs to the jerk
Machuka...
In and out...
Kama sutra, I beat it up machuka
And when I cum, I skeet it on the bunda
Don't tell your girl, cause yes I will seduce her
I'll turn her out, and send her right back to ya
In the bed, catuca, in the club, catuca, everywhere, catuca, told my girl, catuca
Machuka...
In and out...
Assim, assim, me pega com jeitinho... assim, assim, me pega com carinho... assim, assim, ai, ai, ai
Agora vai... eu vou te aquecer, pode crer, vai sentir prazer, só eu e voçe, vem bebe, mexe pra mim ver,
vem me faz passar mal, demorou esse vucu-vucu, voce já ta doida a muito tempo e eu tou maluco,
vocé me faz passar mal, demorou esse vucu-vucu, voce já ta doida a muito tempo e eu tou maluco,
eu tou maluco, eu tou maluco, eu tou maluco, eu tou maluco, muito doido
Machuka...
In and out...
Tchum tchum tcha tcha...
Vem Lil Jon, com a Mulher Filé...
Vem Lil Jon me deixando maluquinha
Hey lyrics - Lil Jon (with 3OH!3)
Turn the lights down low
and let the DJ go
until the speakers blow
stay up till the break of dawn!
Take a sip of Jack
you need a sip of that
there ain't no turning back
[Chorus]
Hey! I don't care
I don't care
Whenever there's a party
I'm the first one with a drink in the air
put em up, put em up!
We can share
Yeah!
Cause when we finish this one
there will be another bottle right here!
Heeeeeey [8x]
When the basses low
you work it nice and slow
you let your body go
shake it till the break of dawn!
You can take a shot
of anything they got
they tryin' to table top
But
[Chorus]
Hey! I don't care
I don't care
Whenever there's a party
I'm the first one with a drink in the air
put em up, put em up!
We can share
Yeah!
Cause when we finish this one
there will be another bottle right here!
Heeeeeey [8x]
We don't want this night to end
we wont sleep
that we'll do it again
Act A Fool lyrics - Lil Jon (feat. Three 6 Mafia)
[DJ Paul (Juicy J):]
Yeah Its Goin' Down
(Y'all Know What Time It Is) (Lil Jon!)
Three 6 Mafia!!!
[Chorus: Lil Jon (DJ Paul)]
Goose got me loose
gone off patron
Money in my pocket
And I'm all up in the zone like
(Oooh Imma act a damn fool!)
(Oooh Imma bout to act a fool!)
[Verse 1 - Lil Jon]
Crunk tonight just got paid
Pocket full of motherfucking money okay
Imma ball till I fall
Drank till I can't
Put on my black card I got money in da bank
Patron on the table crunk n goose
Drank what u want bitch gon' get loose
(Oooh) Act a fool till they cut the lights on
And we still ain't goin' home
Till all the liquor gone
I just don't give a fuck
Standin' on the table with the weed fired up
Drankin out the bottle mother fuck a cup
I'll pour it in your mouth
Lean back and open up
(Oooh) Crunk ain't dead bitch
You see the chain
And I'm the king fool you know my name
party like a rockstar fucked like a pornstar
I don't give a damn I'm about the whole bar
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 2 - DJ Paul]
Yes sir a nigga on tonight
I got my money lookin right
But I ain't tryin' to fight
If a sucka touch me
Best believe it's on
Get cracked crush your dome
With a bottle of patron
Right here right
Real fast in a hurry
I hit a sucka so hard
I'll make his vision get blurry
And I'm too clean for this
I'm too lean for this
Figured It would have happen
So I brought my team for this
[Verse 3 - Juicy J]
Yes sir I'm the realest playa trap star
Sellin the biggest brickes
I'm the realest playa rap bar
Smokin' purpleish
Step up in the club
I got some love cuz a nigga rich
Girl between my legs
Doin' me up like a licourish
25 stacks at the bar
Ice on my wrist
Step up to this pimpin'
Get your braided hair wig split
Back up off in my chevy
Brains blown out peanut butter
Ridin high stay high
I'm talkin like st-st-stutter
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 4 - Lil Jon]
Get crunk in this motherfucker throw yo hood up
get crunk in this motherfucker throw yo hood up
Get drunk in this motherfucker hold ya dranks up
Get drunk in this motherfucker hold ya dranks up
Lean back in this motherfucker turn that bottle up
Lean back in this motherfucker turn that bottle up
Throw them stacks up bitch make it rain nigga what
Throw them stacks up bitch make it rain nigga what
[Chorus x2]
Ain't No Tellin' lyrics - Lil Jon & Mac Dre
[Lil Jon (Mac Dre):]
(Yeah, what's up?)
Lil' Jon
And my muthafuckin' nigga
(Mac muthafuckin' Dre!)
Let's go!
It's been a minute since they heard you, Dre
(Check this out!
Finna get to some pimp playa shit on they punk asses though, you know?)
Spit that shit, though
Let's go!
[Mac Dre:]
Ain't no tellin'
No tellin'
No tellin' what a bitch'll do!
Ain't no tellin'
No tellin'
No t-no tellin' what a bitch'll do!
Ain't no tellin'
No tellin'
No tellin' what a bitch'll do!
Ain't no tellin'
No tellin'
No t-no tellin' what a bitch'll do!
[Lil Jon:]
Whole lotta A shit, whole lotta Bay shit
If you ain't gettin' hyphy in this bitch, then you're basic!
Ain't no tellin' what she did, she ain't say shit
I'm on that gas, on mama, got me higher than a spaceship!
I got hella hoes and they all gettin' swooped (They all go!)
[?] got a mean in the coupe (coupe!)
Gettin' to that new Lil' Jon, Mac Dre shit
Gettin' stupid, dumb, nigga, extra lit!
She gon' pop that ass, shawty extra thick!
And I'mma pop my collar 'cause I'm extra lit!
Bring the bottles, do a split, you'll get some extra tips!
And if the boppers outta pocket, we got extra chicks!
We on stage, perkin' on stage
I got two girls and they goin' both ways
Asked her where she from, she said "Boy, I'm from the Bay!"
Who her favorite rapper? She said, "Nigga, Mac Dre!"
[Mac Dre:]
Ain't no tellin'
No tellin'
No tellin' what a bitch'll do!
Ain't no tellin'
No tellin'
No t-no tellin' what a bitch'll do!
Ain't no tellin'
No tellin'
No tellin' what a bitch'll do!
Ain't no tellin'
No tellin'
No t-no tellin' what a bitch'll do!
Mac named Dre is a big fool, sick fool
And if you ain't down then suck my dick, fool
I don't give a fuck about a nigga or bitch too
I run with a big crew, and yeah, they sick too!
As I get to bustin' this introduction
Of mind corruption and rhyme seduction
I spill and fill brains with game and mo' thangs
Like them dope thangs and what that hoe bring
Creep on Crest streets, speak on fresh beats
Hit the motel, and freak on fresh sheets
And wet sheets, is the end result
Been killin' on cock since ten years old!
See I blend this old game with this new
And ain't no telling what a bitch'll do
Now picture you in my position
Steady getting sweated by the opposition
Could you handle all this scandal
And keep on steppin' like boots and sandals
My handle, is young Mac Dre
Silky Slim, is my A.K.A
And you know that Bay is my rompin' grounds
I mean stompin' grounds
But I like the way Rompin' sounds!
So I'ma keep it romp-related
And if it ain't down with the romp, I hate it!
Ain't no tellin'
No tellin'
No tellin' what a bitch'll do!
Ain't no tellin'
No tellin'
No t-no tellin' what a bitch'll do!
Ain't no tellin'
No tellin'
No tellin' what a bitch'll do!
Ain't no tellin'
No tellin'
No t-no tellin' what a bitch'll do!
Alive lyrics - Lil Jon, Offset & 2 Chainz
[Lil Jon:]
Wake up in the mornin' feelin' live
God must be really on my side
Got the baddest bitch up by my side
Cash make the pussy come alive
Everybody know I set the vibe
Bet I'll steal your bitch like it's a crime
All my niggas come from doin' time
Hands in the air, we testify
Thank God that I'm alive (woo)
I've been poppin' all my life (woo)
It's like my birthday every night (woo)
I've been poppin' all my life (woo)
Thank God that I'm alive (woo)
I've been poppin' all my life (woo)
It's like my birthday every night (woo)
I've been poppin' all my life (woo)
Thank God that I'm alive (woo)
[Offset (Lil Jon):]
Offset!
Ooh, thankin' the Lord I'm alive (God)
Your diamonds not lookin' alive (dead)
Bentley truck swervin', it's wide (skrrt)
Heard you be talkin' to 12 (who?)
But I do not fuck with them guys (no)
First time I seen me a bale (bale)
I thought it was gold in my eyes (yes)
The coupe all red inside (ooh)
Duplex, shawty outside (ooh)
We not feelin' your vibe (yeah)
Nigga played out, retired (retired)
Niggas out here ain't true (nah)
Two-door coupe, no roof (skrrt, skrrt)
Spikes on the back of my shoe (spikes)
You got more money than who? (Who?)
Christian Dior on my boo (Dior)
Real niggas gon' salute (salute)
Drip in that like the juice (drip)
Molly with the Henny boost (ooh)
You're lookin' at the biggest group (who?)
I'm lookin' at the biggest boobs (ooh)
Lookin' at the biggest diamonds
That I put up in my mama's hula hoops (boogers)
You niggas really out of style now (style)
Bitches really need to bow down (bow)
Migo Gang is a cash cow
Lay down the track, get the bags out (woo)
Handguns and the mags out
It's time for the birds, take a bath now (brrr)
Smokin' cookie, 'bout to pass out (cookie)
Come to the Nawf, got the bags out
[Lil Jon:]
Thank God that I'm alive (woo)
I've been poppin' all my life (woo)
It's like my birthday every night (woo)
I've been poppin' all my life (woo)
Thank God that I'm alive (woo)
I've been poppin' all my life (woo)
It's like my birthday every night (woo)
I've been poppin' all my life (woo)
Thank God that I'm alive (woo)
[2 Chainz:]
Yeah, yeah, 2 Chainz! Yeah
Rick James, show your titties, it's a celebration
Stuntin', I wore a mink to my graduation (yeah)
F-F-Fuck the world, I think it's ovulatin' (okay)
If you ain't gettin' money, what's your occupation? (Tell 'em)
Check my DNA, the A and K'll wet ya, boy
Woo! I think I'm carryin' a Nature Boy
A lot of flavor, boy, I'm all about my paper, boy (paper)
Went to L.A. and tried to smoke an acre, boy (loud)
Can't relate to noise, bumpin' like a canker sore (bump)
I told her, "Go to Hell, leave your shoes at the door" (damn)
Yeah (yeah,) this the life I chose (chose)
Nigga, look at me, I look right on hoes
[Lil Jon:] Thank God that I'm alive (woo)
[2 Chainz:] Yah
[Lil Jon:] I've been poppin' all my life (woo)
[2 Chainz:] I've been poppin' all my life
[Lil Jon:] It's like my birthday every night (woo)
[2 Chainz:] Every mothafuckin' night, nigga
[Lil Jon:] I've been poppin' all my life (woo)
[2 Chainz:] Poppin', poppin', poppin' bottles
[Lil Jon:] Thank God that I'm alive (woo)
I am so grateful, I am so grateful
I'm in the club vibin', and I'm so thankful
I got them bands on me, she got her hands on me
She did a dance on me, she put that thing on me
Shawty you wilder than a mothafucka
Damn, woo, I ain't got nothin' but one thing to say
[Lil Jon:] Thank God that I'm alive
[2 Chainz:]
Yah, thank God
Thank God, thank God
Thank God, thank God
Yah, yah
[Lil Jon:] Thank God that I'm alive
All I Really Want For Christmas lyrics - Lil Jon (feat. Kool-Aid Man)
Oh no, no, no
(Ohh, yeaah)
It's that time of year again
Kool-Aid Man, you ready for Christmas?
(Ohh, yeah)
All I really want, really want for Christmas
All I really want, really want for Christmas
All I really want, really want for Christmas
Is everything on my list, baby, hey...
All I really want, really want for Christmas
All I really want, really want for Christmas
All I really want, really want for Christmas
Is everything on my list, baby, hey...
Having a party on Christmas Eve
And I got a whole lot of Christmas glee
Whole lotta gifts I'd like to receive
And you know all year I been planting them seeds
Everybody in here VIP
Old Saint Nick, that's the MC
Gotta see him turnt on some old CD's
Playin' all your favorite songs from A to Z
Feliz Navidad
No eggnog, more Kool-Aid (oh yeah, yeah)
All I really want, really want for Christmas
All I really want, really want for Christmas
All I really want, really want for Christmas
Is everything on my list, baby, hey...
All I really want, really want for Christmas
All I really want, really want for Christmas
All I really want, really want for Christmas
Is everything on my list, baby, hey...
Under the mistletoe, I got it made
Red cup, cherry Limeade
So much food, it's like a buffet
I got next, I'm the king of spades (oh yeah)
Lil kids in here dancin' real silly
Tryna do that dance like Milly
While you like it when I wear my grilly
Build a snowman, ah, so chilly (chilly, chilly)
Feliz Navidad
No eggnog, more Kool-Aid (oh yeah, yeah)
All I really want, really want for Christmas
All I really want, really want for Christmas
All I really want, really want for Christmas
Is everything on my list, baby, hey...
All I really want, really want for Christmas
All I really want, really want for Christmas
All I really want, really want for Christmas
Is everything on my list, baby, hey...
Oh, oh yeah
Oh, oh yeah
Oh, oh, oh, oh yeah
Oh, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh yeah
Yeah
All I really want, really want for Christmas
All I really want, really want for Christmas
All I really want, really want for Christmas
Is everything on my list, baby, hey...
All I really want, really want for Christmas
All I really want, really want for Christmas
All I really want, really want for Christmas
Is everything on my list, baby, hey...
Oh, oh yeah
Oh, oh yeah
Oh, oh, oh, oh yeah
Oh, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh yeah
Yeah
All The Way Crunked Up lyrics - Lil Jon (feat. Pastor Troy & Waka Flocka Flame)
[Pastor Troy Talking (Lil Jon)]
P.T. BME BLOCK! (Yeahhh)
You know what time it is!
Waka Flocka in the building uhh!
(Y'all niggas ain't crunk!)
What's up John? (Yeahhhh)
(We at the muthafucking club!)
[Chorus]
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!
(We at the muthafucking club!)
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!
[Verse 1: Pastor Troy]
All the way crunked up
That's my middle name
'Pastor a Disaster'
I'mma do my thang
I'm staying in my lane
I'm staying in the trunk
They know of I'm off da chain
They know the Pastor CRUNK!!
Waka Waka Flock go and get the glock
Niggas think they're hot
Why don't you take me to their spot
I got ammunition
I'mma act a fool
Any competition
Bend them with the tool
P.T. on the cruise if you reppin' be or not
I'm drinkin' double shots
Tryina' straighten up my knock
It's DSGB
Your boy P.T.
Now it's no "Wuzupp?"
You know that we crunked up!
[Chorus]
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!
(We at the muthafucking club!)
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!
[Verse 2: Lil Jon]
Heeey!
Up in this muthafuckin' west side!
Heeey!
I be chillin' on the east side!
Heeey!
I get money on the south side!
Heeey!
We crank it up on the north side!
Crank it up
Throw them bows
Shake them dreads for them hoes
Push that pussy nigga
Get up in his nose
Put yo mufuckin' niggas start a riot in this bitch!
Stomp them niggas out
Leave them cryin' liek a bitch!
[Chorus]
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!
(We at the muthafucking club!)
All the way crunked up! (Waka Flocka)
All the way crunked up! (Waka Flocka)
All the way crunked up! (Waka Flocka)
All the way crunked up! (Waka Flocka)
[Verse 3: Waka Flocka Flame]
Shawty up 'n shake it
Hear 'em buck it I'm ike "Shawty what?!"
Flocka's likes no getting fear
Drinkin' beer
Drinkin' here
Outta my mind
Crunked to the max
See a bad bitch and I'm throwing them stacks
One nigga put 'em you can call me Jacks
Felt like 20 could un nigga WHAT?!
Horse shit back
Headed for my back
Crunked to the max and my dreads gone wild
Rockstar [?] might die to the ground
Protine kushin'
Smell we're loud
[?] like a harley
Dreadhead ike a Marley
Flocka in this party
You can call me "Brick Squad" shawty (Brick Squaaaaaad)
Fightin' in the club
Noone's goin' down now
Right, left hooo
I'mma knock his ass out
Put's yo down wit the hands full of pow
Make him hit the ground
I'mma stomp his ass out
[?] pow pow pow
Action y'all niggas just acting
Struggling like I'm frenzy
(WE AT THE MUTHAFUCKIN' CLUB!)
Lil Jon let me know what's happenin'! (FLOCKA!)
[Chorus]
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!
(We at the muthafucking club!)
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!
BANG lyrics - NGHTMRE, Shaquille O'Neal & Lil Jon
NGHTMRE
Shaq, Lil Jon, yeah
Headbangers, headbangers
Nod your fuckin' head, nod your fuckin' head, yo
Nod your fuckin' head, nod your fuckin' head, yo
Nod your fuckin' head, nod your fuckin' head, yo
Nod your fuckin' head, nod your fuckin' head, yo
Nod your fuckin' head, nod your fuckin' head, yo
Nod your fuckin' head, nod your fuckin' head, yo
Nod your fuckin' head, nod your fuckin' head, yo
Nod your fuckin' head, nod your fuckin' head, yo
Yeah, yeah
Bang your head hard as fuck
When the motherfuckin' bass go
Bang
Bang
Nod your fuckin' head, nod your fuckin' head, yo
Nod your fuckin' head, nod your fuckin' head, yo
Nod your fuckin' head, nod your fuckin' head, yo
Nod your fuckin' head, nod your fuckin' head, yo
Nod your fuckin' head, nod your fuckin' head, yo
Nod your fuckin' head, nod your fuckin' head, yo
Nod your fuckin' head, nod your fuckin' head, yo
Nod your fuckin' head, nod your fuckin' head, yo
Bang your head hard as fuck
When the motherfuckin' bass go
Bang
Bang
Bang
Bang
Bend Ova lyrics - Lil Jon (feat. Tyga)
Bend ova, make your knees touch your elbows!
Bend ova, make your knees touch your elbows!
Bend ova, make your knees touch your elbows!
How fast can you shake it?
Put it on a nigga 'til his ass can't take it
How fast can you shake it?
Put it on a nigga 'til his ass can't take it
How fast can you shake it?
Put it on a nigga 'til his ass can't take it
Bend ova, make your knees touch your elbows!
Stop playing girl, shake that shit
Stop playing girl, shake that shit
Wiggle that ass make it shake like Jello-o
Wiggle that ass make it shake like Jello-o
Wiggle that ass make it shake like Jello-o
Wiggle that ass make it shake like Jello-o
Wiggle that, Wiggle that, Wiggle that
Wiggle that, Wiggle that, Wiggle that
Wiggle that ass make it shake like Jello-o
Bend ova, make your knees touch your elbows!
Bend ova, make your knees touch your elbows!
[Tyga:]
Head baby on the fly ain't shit really
I get pussy so wet that's a free willy
Pussy on the pedestal watch 'em pop a wheelie
Pop, pop, pop bitch feel city
With my Nicki's, Jose Cuervo, trippy
She heartless 'til that dance got no engine
One minute, I'mma gas in it
Twenty more minutes, I'm back up in it
Ohh yeah, Daddy take you Mrs. T-raw
I don't miss, Take shots, get faded up in it
A million, get illin' richest nigga in the building
Fuck it, I'mma buy the whole building
Hundred business, Hundred business back in it
Hundred business, Hundred business back in it
She the business, baby put your back in it
Bend ova, make your knees touch your elbows!
Bend ova, make your knees touch your elbows!
Bend ova, make your knees touch your elbows!
Hands on your knees, bounce that ass like a yoga ball
Hands on your knees, bounce that ass like a yoga ball
Hands on your knees, bounce that ass like a yoga ball
Hands on your knees, bounce that ass like a yoga ball
Hands on your knees, bounce that ass like a yoga ball
Hands on your knees, bounce that ass like a yoga ball
Hands on your knees, bounce that ass like a yoga ball
Bend ova, make your knees touch your elbows!
Bend ova, make your knees touch your elbows!
Bloodbath lyrics - Valentino Khan, Eptic & Lil Jon
Yeah!
Lil Jon motherfucker (yeah!)
Festival killers in this bitch
I'm gonna fuckin rage
Man what the fuck are we gonna do?
It's about to go down in this bitch
I'm ready!
Open the fuckin pit up right now
Open that shit the fuck up! (Yeah!)
Fuck it up!
Fuck it up!
Fuck it up!
Fuck it up!
Fuck it up!
Fuck it up!
Fuck it up!
Fuck it up!
Fuck it up!
ISSA BLOODBATH MOTHERFUCKA!
(YEAH!)
Get wild in this motherfucka!
Issa bloodbath
Act the fuck up!
Act the fuck up!
Act the fuck up!
Act the fuck up!
Act the fuck up!
Fuck up!
Fuck up!
Fuck up!
Fuck up!
Fuck up!
ISSA BLOODBATH MOTHERFUCKA!
Motherfucka!
Issa bloodbath motherfuck—
We ain't playin witcha! (yeah!)
We ain't playin witcha! (what!)
We ain't playin witcha! (yeah!)
We ain't playin witcha! (what!)
We ain't playin witcha! (yeah!)
We ain't playin witcha! (what!)
We ain't playin witcha! (yeah!)
We ain't playin witcha! (what!)
Bang to this! (yeah!)
Head bang to this! (what!)
Head bang to this! (what!)
Head bang to this! (what!)
Head bang to this! (what!)
Head bang to this! (what!)
Open the fuckin pit up
Open the fuckin pit up
Open the fuckin pit up
Open the fuckin pit up
Open the fuckin pit up
Open the fuckin pit up
Open the fuckin pit up
Open the fuckin pit up
Open the fuckin pit up
We got go fuckin harder this time
We go even harder this time
ISSA BLOODBATH MOTHERFUCKA!
(YEAH!)
Get wild in this motherfucka!
ISSA BLOODBATH MOTHERFUCKA!
Dance lyrics - Lil Jon & Ghastly
Groove so hard I gotta jam to it
I gotta jam to it
Groove so hard I gotta jam to it
I gotta jam to it
Groove so hard I gotta jam to it
I gotta jam to it
Groove so hard I gotta jam to it
Groove so hard I gotta I gotta I gotta...
You gotta let loose tonight
You gotta get loose tonight
Let the music take over your body
Do you feel it?
Can you feel it?
Let loose and fucking dance
I gotta
Let loose and fuckin' turn it up
Get freaky with it
Get freaky with it
Get freaky with it
Get freaky with it
I gotta
Get freaky with it
Get freaky with it
Get freaky with it
Fuckin' dance
It feels good, don't it?
It feels good
I just wanna dance
Don't cha wanna dance?
You gotta let loose tonight
You gotta get loose tonight
Let the music take over your body
Do you feel it?
Can you feel it?
Let loose and fucking dance
I gotta
Let loose and fuckin turn it up
Get jiggy with it
Get jiggy with it
Get jiggy with it
Get jiggy with it
I gotta
Get jiggy with it
Get jiggy with it
Get jiggy with it
Fuckin' dance
Demasiado Loca lyrics - Sak Noel & Lil Jon (feat. El Chevo & Aarpa)
Okay, here we go
Man, my girl's so crazy
She be killing me, man, she had me in the mall buying her everything
Quiere que la lleve a hacerse los pechos a Colombia
Quiere que le compre cartera y mucha ropa
Y ni siquiera quiere darme un beso en la boca
Tu tá, tu tá, tu tá, tu tá demasiado loca
Tu tá, tu tá, tu tá, tu tá demasiado loca
Tu tá, tu tá, tu tá, tu tá demasiado loca
Tu tá, tu tá, tu tá, tu tá demasiado loca
Loca, loca, demasiado loca
Ella lo que quiere es que la traten bien
Ella te pide carro y no le gusta el tren
Pero no suelta nada y se enoja si tu la tocas
Por eso te digo que ella es demasiado loca
Tu tá, tu tá, tu tá, tu tá demasiado loca
Tu tá, tu tá, tu tá, tu tá demasiado loca
Tu tá, tu tá, tu tá, tu tá, tu tá, tu tá, tu tá, tu tá
She's a loca but she's so damn sexy
She's a loca but she's so damn sexy
She's a loca but she's so damn sexy
She's a loca but she's so damn sexy
She’s a loca but she’s so damn sexy
She's a loca but she's so damn
Ella pide mall, prenda
Ella lo que quieres que la lleven a la tienda
Ella pide mall, prenda
Ella lo que busca es un macho que la defienda
Mami tú estás loca y por eso yo te entiendo
Llego a la disco y los manes me quedan viendo
Dile que todo eso es mío y que yo no lo vendo
Demasiada plata yo pagué por ese cuerpo
Porque ella lo que quiere que la traten bien
Ella me pide carro y no le gusta el tren
Pero no suelta nada y se enoja si tu la tocas
Por eso te digo que ella es demasiado loca
Tu tá, tu tá, tu tá, tu tá demasiado loca
Tu tá, tu tá, tu tá, tu tá demasiado loca
Tu tá, tu tá, tu tá, tu tá, tu tá, tu tá, tu tá, tu tá
She's a loca but she's so damn sexy
She's a loca but she's so damn sexy
She's a loca but she's so damn sexy
She's a loca but she's so damn
Tiene tremendo cuerpo y su cara muy bonita
Pero se comporta como si fuera una señorita
Dice que de su casa ella nunca sale solita
Y en la calle la conocen como la más maldita
Llegamos a la disco y se toma toda la botella
Túcun túcun si toda la botella
Le digo que bailemos y piden otra botella
Tucun túcun la otra botella
Porque ella lo que quiere que la traten bien
Ella me pide carro y no le gusta el tren
Pero no suelta nada y se enoja si tu la tocas
Por eso te digo que ella es demasiado loca
Here we go
She's a loca but she's so damn sexy
She's a loca but she's so damn sexy
She's a loca but she's so damn sexy
She's a loca but she's so damn sexy
She's a loca but she's so damn
Tu tá, tu tá, tu tá, tu tá demasiado loca
Tu tá, tu tá, tu tá, tu tá demasiado loca
Tu tá, tu tá, tu tá, tu tá, tu tá, tu tá, tu tá, tu tá
Drink lyrics - Lil Jon (feat. LMFAO)
Yeah hey [x4]
Time to have some drinks
LMFAO, baby
We came in the club to get real drunk
And mother fucking party
How about you?
Let's go!
[Chorus:]
One shot
Two shot
Three shot
Four
Take the bottle to the head and one fucking more
One shot
Two shot
Three shot
Four
Take the bottle to the head and one fucking more
Everybody
Drink [x7]
Hey
Drink [x7]
Everybody
Drink [x7]
Hey
Drink [x7]
Everybody
Pour me another one, hey [x3]
Pour me another one
Pour me another one, hey [x3]
Pour me another one
Champagne, vodka, Don Julio tequila
Let's drink it all and get this party off the meter
Ain't no saying no, no
No I will stay to drink, drink
I can drink so much I can't even fucking think, yeah
Get this party jumping
The beat is really pumping
I see you little higher
I need to tell your something
Yeah you're looking sexy
In your all pink
Stop being late and have a fucking drink
[Chorus:]
One shot
Two shot
Three shot
Four
Take the bottle to the head and one fucking more
One shot
Two shot
Three shot
Four
Take the bottle to the head and one fucking more
Everybody
Drink [x7]
Hey
Drink [x7]
Everybody
Drink [x7]
Hey
Drink [x7]
Everybody
Pour me another one, hey [x3]
Pour me another one
Pour me another one, hey [x3]
Pour me another one
[LMFAO:]
First off Imma proud of this
I walk in the club with the counts bitch
Straighten up you gotta focus this
My glass half empty, pour some shit
Matter of fact go ahead and drink that
Couple more shots, they wake Africa
I peep that, now I need that
You can pussy like a record, go ahead and leak that
Is real fool to do up in the blaze
Party rock rule we doin bout the case
Champagne is like a players mades
When a girl's act naughty and spray 'em up in the face
Yeah, it feels like college
I'll be the dude walking around with the beer goggles
We surrounded by miles and it looks like 4th of July when they bring them bottles
[Chorus:]
One shot
Two shot
Three shot
Four
Take the bottle to the head and one fucking more
One shot
Two shot
Three shot
Four
Take the bottle to the head and one fucking more
Everybody
Drink [x7]
Hey
Drink [x7]
Everybody
Drink [x7]
Hey
Drink [x7]
Everybody
Pour me another one, hey [x3]
Pour me another one
Pour me another one, hey [x3]
Pour me another one
Everybody
Drink [x7]
Hey
Drink [x7]
Everybody
Drink [x7]
Hey
Drink [x4]
Pour me another one
Get Lower lyrics - Steve Aoki & Lil Jon
Hey!
Ayo Aoki
I think it's about time to bring it back
Bring it back, we need to bring it back and make everybody get low
Get low, get low to the window
To the motherfucking wall, bitch!
Yeah!
Three, six, nine, damn she fine
Hoping she can suck it to me one more time
Get low, get low
Get low (get low), get low (get low), get low
To the window (to the window)
To the wall (to the wall)
To the sweat drop down my balls (my balls)
To all these bitches crawl (crawl)
To all skeet, skeet motherfucker (motherfucker)
To all skeet, skeet God damn (God damn)
To all skeet, skeet motherfucker (motherfucker)
To all skeet, skeet God damn (God damn)
To the window, to the wall
To the window, to the wall
To the window, to the wall
To the window, to the wall
To the window, to the wall, yeah!
Get drunk, motherfucker!
Yeah!
Lemme see you get low (you scared, you scared)
Drop that ass to the floor (you scared, you scared)
Lemme see you get low (you scared, you scared)
Drop that ass to the floor (you scared, you scared)
Twerk that ass, aye! Shake it fast, aye!
Pop that ass, to the left and the right, aye!
Twerk that ass, aye! Shake it fast, aye!
Pop that ass, to the left and the right, aye!
Now back, back, back it up, aye!
Back, back, back it up, aye!
Back, back, back it, aye!
Back, back, back it up, aye!
Now stop, oh! Then wiggle with it, yeah!
Stop, oh! Then wiggle with it, yeah!
Stop, oh! Then wiggle with it, yeah!
Stop, oh! Then wiggle with it, wiggle with it!
Yeah!
Three, six, nine, damn she fine
Hoping she can suck it to me one more time
Get low, get low
Get low (get low), get low (get low), get low
To the window (to the window)
To the wall (to the wall)
To the sweat drop down my balls (my balls)
To all these bitches crawl (crawl)
To all skeet, skeet motherfucker (motherfucker)
To all skeet, skeet God damn (God damn)
To all skeet, skeet motherfucker (motherfucker)
To all skeet, skeet God damn (God damn)
To the window, to the wall
To the window, to the wall
To the window, to the wall
To the window, to the wall
To the window, to the wall, yeah!
Get drunk, motherfucker!
Yeah!
Give It All You Got lyrics - Lil Jon (feat. Kee & Tinchy Stryder)
YEAH!
I dont care what time it ?
Whatsup ?
Im gunna keep partyin'
Lets do it!
Im gunna give it all I got (oh me too)
So I need to see you, doin' the same thing!
We'll party, party, p-party
You know we're never sober
Once we step on the floor
You know we take it over
Hands up in the air
We on a rollercoaster
Oh, oh ohh
One night to live (so we live it up)
Then we do that damn thing (then we give it up)
Gimme any kind of shot (then I drink it up)
Gone hit the dance floor girl (heat it up)
Hands up reach to the sky (put em up!)
Get crazy in the club (lets tear it up!)
Dont wanna stop (?)
We gone party every day we dont give a WHAT
Ladies lookin like super models
Everybody's over here poppin bottles
DRINK IT UUUP, FULL THROTTLE
Fiesta like theres no tomorrow!
We'll party, party, p-party
You know we're never sober
Once we step on the floor
You know we take it over
Hands up in the air
We on a rollercoaster
Oh, oh ohh
Crank it up
Dont stop
You can give it all you got
Lets rock dont stop
You can give it all you got
At the top top top
You can give it all you got
Oh, oh ohh
Twist and turn let your body rock
Lose control lets your hips pop
Beats so hard make your heart stop
Drink until your body drops
Start the fire let it blaze
Let your animal out the cage
Get wild and crazy
Lets behave ??
??
Anytime anywhere we gone (do it up)
We gone party all night I dont give a WHAT
We'll party, party, p-party
You know we're never sober
Once we step on the floor
You know we take it over
Hands up in the air
We on a rollercoaster
Oh, oh ohh
Crank it up
Dont stop
You can give it all you got
Lets rock dont stop
You can give it all you got
At the top top top
You can give it all you got
Oh, oh ohh
All the ladies song along now!
Oh, oh ohh
Oh, oh ohh
Oh, oh ohh
Oh, oh ohh
Oh, oh ohh
We'll party, party, p-party
You know we're never sober
Once we step on the floor
You know we take it over
Hands up in the air
We on a rollercoaster
Oh, oh ohh
Crank it up
Dont stop
You can give it all you got
Lets rock dont stop
You can give it all you got
At the top top top
You can give it all you got
Oh, oh ohh
We'll party, party, p-party
You know we're never sober
Once we step on the floor
You know we take it over
Hands up in the air
We on a rollercoaster
Oh, oh ohh
Crank it up
Dont stop
You can give it all you got
Lets rock dont stop
You can give it all you got
At the top top top
You can give it all you got
Oh, oh ohh
In The Pit lyrics - Lil Jon & Skellism (feat. Terror Bass)
Ok, it's about to go down in this bitch right now
I need everybody to listen motherfuckin' closely
And do exactly what I say
Make a motherfuckin' big-ass circle
Everybody in this bitch, spread the fuck out
Make a motherfuckin' big-ass circle
Everybody in this bitch, spread the fuck out
Fuck out, fuck out, fuck out, fuck out
Fuck out, fuck out, fuck out, fuck out
Now act a goddamn fool
Push a motherfucker, push a motherfucker in the pit
Push a motherfucker, push a motherfucker in the pit
Push a motherfucker, push a motherfucker in the pit
Push a motherfucker, push a motherfucker in the pit
Push a motherfucker
Push a motherfucker
Push a motherfucker
Push a motherfucker, push a motherfucker in the pit
Hold on, hold on
Everybody calm the fuck down
Y'all too motherfuckin' turnt up in here
Everybody back the fuck up, back up
I hope y'all ready for round motherfuckin' two
If you was lit on the first round
Get even more lit on this motherfuckin' second round
Make a motherfuckin' big-ass circle
Everybody in this bitch, spread the fuck out
Make a motherfuckin' big-ass circle
Everybody in this bitch, spread the fuck out
Fuck out, fuck out, fuck out, fuck out
Fuck out, fuck out, fuck out, fuck out
Now act a goddamn fool
Push a motherfucker in the pit
Push a motherfucker in the pit
Push a motherfucker in the pit
Push a motherfucker, push a motherfucker in the pit
Push a motherfucker
Push a motherfucker
Push a motherfucker
Push a motherfucker, push a motherfucker
Join The Madness lyrics - Dimitri Vegas & Like Mike, Coone & Lil Jon
Hey, hey, hey
Yeah
Dimitri Vegas (Yeah)
Like Mike (Hey)
Coone (Yeah)
Lil Jon (Okay)
I need to hear everybody in here right now
Yeah, everybody
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hands up
Yeah
Okay
Let out your madness
Let out your madness
Let out your madness
Let out your madness
Let out your madness
Let out your madness
Let out your madness
Let out your madness...
Dirty fucking madness
Hey, hey, hey, hey...
Okay
Yeah
Hey
Okay
I need to hear everybody in here right now
Can we get crazier?
Lemme hear you say
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Let out your madness
Let out your madness
Let out your madness
Let out your madness...
Dirty fucking madness
Okay
Yeah
La Vida Es Una lyrics - Lil Jon (feat. Pitbull)
[Pitbull (Lil Jon):]
Pequeno Juan (Yeah)
Mr. Worldwide (Yeah!)
Esto es el himno para todo
Que gozan la vida
(Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey)
Dale!
[Pitbull:]
Hoy se toma (Let's go!)
Hoy se fuma (Let's go!)
Que la vida es corta, como? (hey)
Que la vida es una como? (hey)
Hoy se toma (Let's go!)
Hoy se fuma (Let's go!)
Que la vida es corta, como? (hey)
Que la vida es una como? (hey)
Ayyyyyy yo!
Que sigue la fiesta (Party!)
Que sigue la fiesta (Let's Party!)
Que sigue la fiesta
Ayyyyyy yo!
Que sigue la fiesta (Party!)
Que sigue la fiesta (Let's Party!)
Que sigue la fiesta
[Pitbull (Lil Jon):]
Aqui viene el loco (loco)
Para sacarte la agua del coco (oh-oh)
Ella deci que no hace nada
Pero yo se que hace de todo (oh-oh)
Ella tiene mi voto
Ella viene con nada y sale con todo
Mami, sientate aqui, paque vea
Que mi lengua es una moto, rrrrah
[Pitbull:]
Hoy se toma (Let's go!)
Hoy se fuma (Let's go!)
Que la vida es corta, como? (hey)
Que la vida es una como? (hey)
Hoy se toma (Let's go!)
Hoy se fuma (Let's go!)
Que la vida es corta, como? (hey)
Que la vida es una como? (hey)
Ayyyyyy yo!
Que sigue la fiesta (Party!)
Que sigue la fiesta (Let's Party!)
Que sigue la fiesta
Ayyyyyy yo!
Que sigue la fiesta (Party!)
Que sigue la fiesta (Let's Party!)
Que sigue la fiesta
[Pitbull (Lil Jon):]
Te veo mulona (hah!)
Te veo nalgona (hah!)
Te veo muy boogie, mami
Dame un besote con lengua
Dale (Yeah!)
Yo veo que tu quiere fiesta
Yo veo que tu eres loca
Yo veo que tu quiere trago
Dale, abre la boca
[Pitbull:]
Hoy se toma (Let's go!)
Hoy se fuma (Let's go!)
Que la vida es corta, como? (hey)
Que la vida es una como? (hey)
Hoy se toma (Let's go!)
Hoy se fuma (Let's go!)
Que la vida es corta, como? (hey)
Que la vida es una como? (hey)
Ayyyyyy yo!
Que sigue la fiesta (Party!)
Que sigue la fiesta (Let's Party!)
Que sigue la fiesta
Ayyyyyy yo!
Que sigue la fiesta (Party!)
Que sigue la fiesta (Let's Party!)
Que sigue la fiesta
Vamos vivir la vida, sin preocupacion
Vamos vivir la vida, tremendo vacilon
Vamos vivir la vida, sin preocupacion
Vamos vivir la vida, tremendo vacilon
Hoy se toma (Let's go!)
Hoy se fuma (Let's go!)
Que la vida es corta, como? (hey)
Que la vida es una como? (hey)
Hoy se toma (Let's go!)
Hoy se fuma (Let's go!)
Que la vida es corta, como? (hey)
Que la vida es una como? (hey)
Ayyyyyy yo!
Que sigue la fiesta (Party!)
Que sigue la fiesta (Let's Party!)
Que sigue la fiesta
Ayyyyyy yo!
Que sigue la fiesta (Party!)
Que sigue la fiesta (Let's Party!)
Que sigue la fiesta
LET'S GET CRAZY! (Mambo Drop) lyrics - Don Omar & Lil Jon
Hey!
What?
Hey!
Lil Jon!
Don Omar!
Let's - get - Crazy
Let's get this party started! (we gonna dance and party)
Oh my God, (we gonna dance and party)
Mami you looking so fuego (we gonna dance and party)
You know you need to come over here (we gonna dance and party)
And dance with me (we're gonna take the party) ah!
A! Drop your mambo
¿Qué le pasa mamita? (no sé)
¿Qué quiere mamita? (no sé)
¿Qué quiere la nena? (bailar)
¿Por qué ella no baila? (su papá)
¿Qué dice su papá? (que no)
¿Qué dice su mamá? (que sí)
Que baile la niña (sí, sí)
Que baile la niña (yeah)(sí, sí)
Que baile la niña
Let's go!
Que baile la niña (mambo!)
Que baile la (ok) (mambo)
Que baile la (mambo)
Que baile la (ok) (mambo)
Que baile la (mambo)
Que baile la (yeah)(mambo)
Que baile la (mambo)
Que baile la
(Let's get it baby)
Yo! A! Drop the mambo
¿Qué le pasa mamita? (no sé)
¿Qué quiere mamita? (no sé)
¿Qué quiere la nena? (bailar)
¿Por qué ella no baila? (su papá)
¿Qué dice su papá? (que no)
¿Qué dice su mamá? (que sí)
Que baile la niña (sí, sí)
Que baile la niña (sí, sí)
Que baile la niña
Hey, get down girl!
Dance, dance, dance
With me baby
Dance, dance, dance
With me baby
Dance, dance, dance
With me baby. (come on!)
Dance, dance, dance
With me baby
Dance, dance, dance
With me baby
Dance, dance, dance
With me baby
Dance, dance, dance
With me baby
Ok
Ladies and gentlemen if you're having a good time tonight
I need you to clap your hands
What!
Everybody clap your hands
Right now
Come on now
A lil louder
Hey!
Yeah!
A!, Drop, drop drop the mambo (yeah!)
We gonna dance and party
We gonna dance and party
We gonna dance and party
We gonna dance and party
We gonna dance and party
We gonna dance and party
Took you a minute
¿Qué le pasa mamita? (no sé)
¿Qué quiere mamita? (no sé)
¿Qué quiere la nena? (bailar)
¿Por qué ella no baila? (su papá)
¿Qué dice su papá? (que no)
¿Qué dice su mamá? (que sí)(mamá)
Que baile la niña (yeah) (sí, sí)
Que baile la niña (sí, sí)
Come on girl, come over here and dance with me
Que baile la niña (Mambo)
Que baile la (Mambo)
Que baile la (Mambo)(wow)
Que baile la (Mambo)
Que baile la (Mambo)
(Ohh safe that thing girl) (Mambo)
Que baile la niña (Mambo)
(Ohh you're working hard)
Que baile la (wow)
¿Qué le pasa mamita? (no sé)
¿Qué quiere mamita? (no sé)
¿Qué quiere la nena? (bailar)
¿Por qué ella no baila? (su papá)
¿Qué dice su papá? (que no)
¿Qué dice su mamá? (que sí)
Que baile la niña (sí, sí)
Que baile la niña (sí, sí)
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