Lil Jon Lyrics

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

Lean back in this motherfucker turn that bottle up

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

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

Is everything on my list, baby, hey...

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

Is everything on my list, baby, hey...

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

Is everything on my list, baby, hey...

All I really want, really want for Christmas

Is everything on my list, baby, hey...

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

Is everything on my list, baby, hey...

All I really want, really want for Christmas

Is everything on my list, baby, hey...

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!

(We at the muthafucking club!)

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!

(We at the muthafucking club!)

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!

(We at the muthafucking club!)

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!

(We at the muthafucking club!)

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

Yeah, yeah

Bang your head hard as fuck

When the motherfuckin' bass go

Bang

Nod your fuckin' head, nod your fuckin' head, yo

Bang your head hard as fuck

When the motherfuckin' bass go

Bang

Bend Ova lyrics - Lil Jon (feat. Tyga)

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

Wiggle that ass make it shake like Jello-o

Wiggle that, Wiggle that, Wiggle that

Wiggle that ass make it shake like Jello-o

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

She the business, baby put your back in it

Bend ova, make your knees touch your elbows!

Hands on your knees, bounce that ass like a yoga ball

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!

ISSA BLOODBATH MOTHERFUCKA!

(YEAH!)

Get wild in this motherfucka!

Issa bloodbath

Act the 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!)

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

I gotta

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

I gotta

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

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, 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

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, 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

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

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, 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, 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, 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

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

Now act a goddamn fool

Push a motherfucker, push a motherfucker in the pit

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

Now act a goddamn fool

Push a motherfucker in the pit

Push a motherfucker, push a motherfucker in the pit

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...

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

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

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

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

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)

(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)

My Cutie Pie lyrics - Lil Jon (feat. Problem, Snoop Dogg & T-Pain)

[Hook: T-Pain]

Cutie pie, you're the reason why

Love you so, don't want you to go

Cutie pie, look me in my eyes

Get on the floor, baby you just gotta know

Woahhh, you're the one that makes me feel so good

Cutie pie

[Verse 1: Lil Jon]

Yeah she straight out da hood wit the ghetto class

Pretty ol' face and a fat ol' ass

Got her own money but she love to ball

Said she can't wait for a thug to call

She don't post much, got these hoes confused

She got wit a winner y'all chose to lose

Pretty ass face big bottle of booze

Rollin' up j's, sippin Bud Light brews

Oh yeah she look good wit da tights on

And she love to fuck a nigga wit da lights on

Yeah she love to fuck a nigga wit da lights on

She love to fuck a nigga wit da lights on

[Hook: T-Pain]

Cutie pie, you're the reason why

Love you so, don't want you to go

Cutie pie, look me in my eyes

Get on the floor, baby you just gotta know

Woahhh, you're the one that makes me feel so good

Cutie pie

[Verse 2: Problem]

Hop up in the car wit a winner, I ain't ate and you lookin' like dinner (wattt)

Spread dem legs, let me kiss in the center

Lay in the center, post in the middle like center

No pics, no insta, just grams rolled up in a king size

Zig-Zag hit this, get a drig-drag baby

Drivin' me crazy, watch me zig-zag baby

Ahhhh tryin' to hit somn' (wattt)

Deen wit me to da trap till I gotta get somn'

She glad the real back cuz deez niggaz been frontin'

October 31st wit dat pumpkin chunkin'

Her L's up yellin' diamond when she bails out (wattt)

[Hook: T-Pain]

Cutie pie, you're the reason why

Love you so, don't want you to go

Cutie pie, look me in my eyes

Get on the floor, baby you just gotta know

Woahhh, you're the one that makes me feel so good

Cutie pie noooo

[Verse 3: Snoop Dogg]

Okay, we boo bop and par-tay

I guess you would say I'm Dr. Bombay

Tryin' to find some peace of mind

What spots my eye, a cutie pie

My time is yours if you want it

We can get loose, get right or get blunted

We'll be kickin' it, diggin' it

Body on baby so igggg-a-nent

I wanna borrow you

But I'll have you back home by tomorrow boo

Eloquent, delicate

You da subject, I'm ya predicate

Let it in, set it in

I wanna see how wet it get

Freak by nature

Do what I did to amaze ya

4 nuts, doughnuts, glaze ya

Non-argumentive

You lookin' at the Dogg so I know I'm a get it

Time will reveal

Rhyme wit a skill

On time what a deal

I'm smokin' on some Buddha Tie

Just me and my cutie pie

This is the melody

One way, one day, let it be

Just you and me

Cutie pie

[Hook: T-Pain]

Cutie pie, you're the reason why

Love you so, don't want you to go

Cutie pie, look me in my eyes

Get on the floor, baby you just gotta know

Woahhh, you're the one that makes me feel so good

Cutie pie noooo

Hey

Que Se Joda lyrics - Play-N-Skillz, Pitbull & Lil Jon

Mr. Worldwide, Lil Jon, Play-N-Skillz

Y esto es para todos los hijos de Cuca

Que Hijue Cuca dicen la gente

Por que siempre ando en party

Que Hijue Cuca dicen la gente

Por que siempre ando en party

Que Se Joda (Que Se Joda)

Que Se Joda (Yeeeee Oooo)

We going hard tonight

Are you ready?

Let's Go!

Everybody say

I don't give a fuck

I just came here to party

Line up the models, turn it up

Line up the bottles, pour it up

Line up the shots, put 'em up

Now say, we don't give a fuck

Hold up, wait a minute

Now put that ass in it

Now make that thang twerk

Don't stop, get it, get it

Que Se Joda (Que Se Joda)

Que Se Joda (Yeeee Oooo)

Let's go

Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey

Hey!

Everybody say

I don't give a fuck

I just came here to party

I don't give a fuck

I just came here to party

Everybody say

Hijue Cuca

Everybody say

Hijue Cuca

I just came here to party

Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey

I just came here to party

Que Se Joda (Que Se Joda)

Que Se Joda (Yeeeee Oooo)

Rep Yo Click lyrics - Lil Jon (feat. CyHi The Prynce, Freeway, Bangladesh)

(from "Superfly" soundtrack)

Special [?] got it made 'cause we super paid

Maybach on side that's a super ride

Cause of homicide hit y'all with the super gauge

They ride our way 'cause we superfly

I'm 'bout to raise the prices I swear to god

ROC y'all know how we ride

Bangladesh, CyHi, Lil Jon

Let's go

[Lil Jon:]

What the fuck bitch

Rep your mother fucking click hey

What the fuck bitch

Rep your mother fucking click hey

Fuck them pussy niggas that ain't repping they shit (fuck 'em)

Fuck them pussy niggas that ain't repping they shit

[Freeway:]

I'm on the streets of North Philly

Tryna get me some smoke in the hood

[?] vultures that's why I roll with the semi you know my

Repertoire get the words from Dakota my man

Dacota Dacia get my respect [?]

Get cut get shaved give a cut [?]

Half the hood wanna merk me the other half wanna be

The boss [?]

Put some flowers up on 'em and send 'em straight to the coroner

[?] bruh on tour why your niggas in the way bruh

[?] way bruh

Trappin' on the corner Motorola and the pay phone

Now it's multi-millionaire neighbours where I stay bruh

Yeah I'm eating when I'm starving got a Tapeworm

Pray that my name in your mouth fuck up your taste buds

Took me to the nation and they showed me where the safe was

No hesitation always repping where I stay bruh

[Lil Jon:]

What the fuck bitch

Rep your mother fucking click hey

What the fuck bitch

Rep your mother fucking click hey

Fuck them pussy niggas that ain't repping they shit (fuck 'em, fuck 'em)

Fuck them pussy niggas that ain't repping they shit

[CyHi The Prynce:]

CyHi I'm an east side boy

We rather meet up before we let the beef slide boy

Ha, had a Caprice [?] but when they used to ask me what I sell a 35 for

I'm from Atlanta don't ask me what I'm wearing Fila's for

I'm with the Magic City and a V Live whore

Pull up in the Chevy pop the T-Top for drive by's is the only time that we drive fours

My niggas in the club doin' sign language

Wrinkled faces with the bracelet let the [?]

Plus I got more hoes than the fire station

Violated there's a ticking in your head that's a citation

[Lil Jon:]

Let's go

What the fuck bitch

Rep your mother fucking click hey

What the fuck bitch

Rep your mother fucking click hey

Fuck them pussy niggas that ain't repping they shit (fuck 'em)

Fuck them pussy niggas that ain't repping they shit

What the fuck bitch

Rep your mother fucking click hey

What the fuck bitch

Rep your mother fucking click hey

Fuck them pussy niggas that ain't repping they shit (fuck 'em)

Fuck them pussy niggas that ain't repping they shit

SexBeat lyrics - Usher, Lil Jon & Ludacris

[Ludacris & Lil Jon:]

Yeah

8-8-8-808 kick, drum check-check-check-check (Hey)

Shake a, hi-hat

Make it clap, kinda sound like sex-sex-sex-sex-sex-sex (Yeah)

8-8-8-808 kick, drum check-check-check-check (Hey)

Shake a, hi-hat

Make it clap, kinda sound like sex-sex-sex-sex-sex-sex (Let's go)

Sex beat, turn it up loud, 'til I blow my speakers (Yeah)

Get lower than my subwoofers

Or high as my tweeters (Yeah)

My diva, eat you up, like you my gourmet chocolate Godiva

Call FEMA, got her wetter than Hurricane Katrina (Yeah)

Anything I say let's do, she with it, with it, with it, with it (With it)

Have you ever had orgasms in the double digits, digits, digits, digits? (Digits)

Do the math and I'll do the work (Yeah)

Break it fast and I'll break the curse (Yeah)

Make it last and I'll make you first

And if you make it splash, then I'll make you squirt (Okay)

She miss that every night (Okay)

How I lick it (Yeah), put it down (Uh-uh)

All I wanna do is live it up (Okay)

Girl, I'll never let you live it down

So press rewind on that sex beat, and just feel all the sensation (What?)

Who you know stay in his bedroom but still got the whole block shaking, Luda (Let's go)

[Usher:]

Sex beat, yeah

Sex beat, oh-oh

Put this on and watch us take it as far as you let me (Do it to a, yeah)

Sex beat, yeah

Sex beat, oh-yeah

When we get in that room and the bass go boom

Something about the way you make me move, move

Sex beat, oh

Sex beat, yeah

Put this on and watch us take it as far as you let me, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah

Sex beat, oh

Sex beat, yeah

When I get in that room and the bass go boom

Something about the way it make me move, move

Listen, this ain't no regular occasion, nah

This ain't no test in keeping patient

So you don't need to keep me waiting, waiting

Your body language I'm translating, translating

I'm tryna hear it all from your head to your heart

Yeah, tryna steal your soul, how much deeper can I go?

I painted pictures in my mind

Tonight, I'm bringing 'em to life, oh-oh, through my

Sex beat, yeah

Sex beat, uh, oh-oh

Put this on and watch us take it as far as you let me (Do it to a, yeah)

Sex beat, yeah

Sex beat, oh-oh

When we get in that room and the bass go boom

Something about the way you make me move, move

Sex beat (Sex beat), oh

Sex beat, yeah

Put this on and watch us take it as far as you let me, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah

Sex beat, oh

Sex beat, yeah

When I get in that room and the bass go boom (Oh)

Something about the way it make me move, move (Oh, oh, uh)

Yeah

On the star, you oughta wish no regular wish

'Cause we're making love and you taking all of it, uh

Yeah

This ain't no regular

I'll make you better with this

I'm investing in it

Oh, let me save your love

Let me upgrade your love, oh

Heaven I'll take it, oh-oh, oh-oh

Never get enough of this

Sex beat

Sex beat, uh, oh-oh

Put this on and watch us take it as far as you let me (Do it to a, yeah)

Sex beat, yeah

Sex beat, oh-yeah

When we get in that room and the bass go boom

Something about the way you make me move, move

Sex beat, oh

Sex beat, ooh, oh-oh-oh

Put this on and watch us take it as far as you let me, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah

Sex beat, uh, oh

Sex beat, yeah

When I get in that room and the bass go boom

Something about the way it make me move, move

[Ludacris & Lil Jon:]

8-8-8-808 kick, drum check-check-check-check (Hey)

Shake a, hi-hat

Make it clap, kinda sound like sex-sex-sex-sex-sex-sex (Yeah)

8-8-8-808 kick, drum check-check-check-check (Hey)

Shake a, hi-hat

Make it clap, kinda sound like sex-sex-sex-sex-sex-sex (Yeah)

Sneaky Link lyrics - Lil Jon & NyNy

Hey, hey, hey

NyNy

Yeah

Sneaky Link

You know I had to get on this mothafucka

Lil Jon

The rawest one that you got

Don't add up she ain't this hot

Real rap bitch, these hoes better stick to TikTok

Ds on my teeth and my neck and my wrist watch

Get money bitch, don't give a fuck about no hiphop

Shy and petite but I get busy in the sheets

Nigga from the trenches he get busy in the streets

Foreigns down the block, ain't none of them bitches leased

All my hoes foreign, ain't none of them bitches cheap

Pillow talkin' for the pussy, he a sweet nigga

Can't pull up to the crib get it suite nigga

Need a perc just to fuck he a freak nigga

Anyways done talkin' 'bout these weak niggas

Nini, Tara, Kiana, Lexi, go and leave that nigga, when he gone baby text me

Andre, BJ, JB, Sammy, beatin' up the cat, be a dog nigga slam me

Need a sneaky link

Jon Jon, Kamaria from the field

Lil' Kiki, Tiarian, she go crazy off of them pills

My lil' trap nigga, fake rap nigga

Imma take his money from that deal

Lil' scammin' bitch, my boostin' bitch

She bring me all the shit that she steal

Sneaky link

I don't post you

You don't post me

We ain't 'posed to be together

Sneaky link

I don't post you

You don't post me

We ain't 'posed to be together

Sneaky link

I don't post you

You don't post me

We ain't 'posed to be together

Sneaky link

I don't post you

You don't post me

We ain't 'posed to be together

Pull up in the old school, sittin' on candy

He say I'm a snack, tryna eat up my candy

Got a rich nigga, trick daddy from Miami

Always say I'm on my period, know that nigga can't stand me

Lil' biddy bitch, you can't tell me I ain't thick

Diamonds on my wrist you can't tell me I ain't rich

Pole on my thong clip hangin' like a dick

All gang on my hip, I ain't hangin' with no bitch

Titi, Soni bo, tae from the hills

Ray Ray, Dominique, Shawn pay the bills

Got a Tech geek cash appin' me to eat

My homegirl daddy, he my favorite sneaky link

Need a sneaky link

Jon Jon, Kamaria from the field

Lil' Kiki, Tiarian, she go crazy off of them pills

My lil' trap nigga, fake rap nigga

Imma take his money from that deal

Lil' scammin' bitch my boostin' bitch

She bring me all the shit that she steal

(Hey hey hey)

Sneaky link

I don't post you

You don't post me

We ain't 'posed to be together

Sneaky link

I don't post you

You don't post me

We ain't 'posed to be together

Sneaky link

I don't post you

You don't post me

We ain't 'posed to be together

Sneaky link

I don't post you

You don't post me

We ain't 'posed to be together

(Hey hey hey)

NyNy!

Swing lyrics - Play-N-Skillz, MONSTA X & Lil Jon (feat. Bun B & Symba)

Swing it out, hey (MONSTA X)

Swing it out, hey (Symba)

Swing it out, hey (Bun B)

Swing it out, hey

Hey, nega nice to give, amu eodiseo dwaessisseo

Monsta on the field, yeah, jipjung hae

If feeling it, let me hear you say, yeah-yeah-yeah

It's 'bout to go down, I gotta hit out

Back it up, back it up, back it up, wow

I can't stop, we ballin' right now, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah

(One) geimeunnedo sumane

(Two) Everyone throw your hands up

(Three) deonjyeo bwa (four) gettin' alive

(Five) Woah, woah, woah (Six, seven, eight, nine)

Swing, swing it out (Hey, it's outta here)

Swing it in (Swing it in)

Swing it out (Swing it out)

Swing it in (Swing it in)

Swing it out (Swing it out)

Swing it in (Swing it in)

Swing it out (Swing it out)

Swing it in (Swing it in)

Swing it out (Swing it out)

Hey, it's outta here

I got the gang check, game set

We got it right now, you got a way next

I steps in to play to my chains, fresh (We need a hit right now)

Okay say bless, yuh

I'm in a field where the grass ain't green (Okay)

Same flex, same gang, same team (Gang, gang)

I was pitchy way before the big leagues

Like swing better, better, swing better, better, swing

Hoo, fact, fact, facts (Facts)

When the whole team, oh cap, cap, cap, cap

Your crowd go wild when I best at that band

I'ma hit it out at the party, go back, back back, back, back

Swing, swing it out (Hey, it's outta here)

Swing it in (Swing it in)

Swing it out (Swing it out)

Swing it in (Swing it in)

Swing it out (Swing it out)

Swing it in (Swing it in)

Swing it out (Swing it out)

Swing it in (Swing it in)

Swing it out (Swing it out)

Hey, it's outta here

Ayy, team is ready, we came to do work

You can see it when the queens start diggin' in the dirt

Now everybody knows when we step out the dug

Now when the game's over, competition get drag out

[?] so don't trip, be surprised and I'm gonna win

Put your best picture up on the mountain

May be it matters, not

What's the OG, steppin' to the better spot

Put your curb ball first then you change up

Probably hit me with cutter but you can't cut

I know you do a fast ball when I'm faster

As soon as I see it, I see this straight to the Raptor

Swing, swing it out (Hey, it's outta here)

Swing it in (Swing it in)

Swing it out (Swing it out)

Swing it in (Swing it in)

Swing it out (Swing it out)

Swing it in (Swing it in)

Swing it out (Swing it out)

Swing it in (Swing it in)

Swing it out (Swing it out)

Hey, it's outta here

Swing it out, hey

Take A Shot And Make A TikTok lyrics - Nategawd, Flo Rida & Lil Jon

Ayy (Yeah, yeah)

Yeah man, I'm already drunk as fuck (Lil Jon)

It is what it is

Take a shot, girl, and throw that ass back, yeah (Throw it back)

Don't be scared, let me see you make it clap, ayy (Make it clap)

Take a shot, girl, and throw that ass back, yeah (Throw it back)

Don't be scared let me see you make it clap, ayy

Take a shot and make a TikTok, bitch (Fuck it up)

Take a shot and make a TikTok, bitch

Make a TikTok, bitch, make a TikTok, bitch

Take a shot and make a TikTok, bitch (Fuck it up)

Take a shot and make a TikTok, bitch

Make a TikTok, bitch, make a TikTok, bitch (Woo)

I'm taking shots like I'm balling on this (Hey)

Bad bitch, pretty face and she big (Damn)

Take a shot and let me see you hit the splits (Yeah)

Throw that ass back and make a TikTok, bitch

Man, I think I'm seeing double

The room's spinning, I'm in trouble

Psych! Every day, I stay lit

Watch me take a shot and make a TikTok, bitch

Take a shot and make a TikTok, bitch (Fuck it up)

Take a shot and make a TikTok, bitch

Make a TikTok, bitch, make a TikTok, bitch (Hey, hey, hey)

Take a shot and make a TikTok, bitch (Fuck it up)

Take a shot and make a TikTok, bitch

Make a TikTok, bitch, make a TikTok, bitch

Take another shot, and then another shot

Now that's a double shot, look over her shoulder

Shots fired, we don't call the cops (Nope)

We call it Henney, we call it the Coolio

Hit me when I'm thrown

That's the Clase Azul, and I fuck twins to ride

Take a shot and make a TikTok (TikTok)

You can't hit me with a Rollie if it tick tock

The price of that drip drop, we takin shots to the last

Drip drop, no regular shot for me and my thots (Hee)

Take a shot and make a TikTok, bitch (Fuck it up)

Take a shot and make a TikTok (TikTok)

Take a shot and make a TikTok, bitch

Make a TikTok, bitch, make a TikTok, bitch (Hey, hey, hey)

Take a shot and make a TikTok, bitch (Fuck it up)

Take a shot and make a TikTok (TikTok)

Take a shot and make a TikTok, bitch

Make a TikTok, bitch, make a TikTok, bitch (Hey, hey, hey)

Take It Off lyrics - Lil Jon (with Becky G & Yandel)

[Becky G, Yandel (Lil Jon):]

I can feel your eyes on me, keep on watching

I can't hear a word you speak, so no talking

Just listen to my body, hear it calling

I can feel your eyes on me, your eyes on me

Con calma, no pierdas la calma (Mami)

Me baila y solita se alarma (Mami)

Muévelo (Wild out, let your freak out)

Báilalo (Let loose, get crazy, mami)

Muévelo (Keep dancing, make ya body sweat)

Báilalo (Too hot, you can take it off)

[Lil Jon & Yandel:]

Hey, the way you move your body got me so turnt up like

Hey, so sexy, got me caught up in the moment like

Hey, keep playing, you gon' wake up in the morning like

Hey, Que me tiene al borde de la locura

[Yandel (Lil Jon):]

Quitatelo (Take it off)

Ese mahon, la camisa también nena

Quitatelo (Take it off)

Que aquí no hay nadie, quiero verte bien nena

Quitatelo (Take it off)

Que yo quiero ver tu meneo cintura

Tanta hermosura, tanta figura

Que me tiene al borde de la locura

[Becky G, Yandel (Lil Jon):]

I can feel your eyes on me, keep on watching

I can't hear a word you speak, so no talking

Just listen to my body, hear it calling

I can feel your eyes on me, your eyes on me

Con calma no pierdas la calma (Mami)

Me baila y solita se alarma (Mami)

Muévelo (Wild out, let your freak out)

Báilalo (Let loose, get crazy, mami)

Muévelo (Keep dancing, make ya body sweat)

Báilalo (Too hot, you can take it off)

[Lil Jon & Yandel:]

Hey, back it up on me, any closer I'mma be like

Hey, all up in your ear, tell you what you wanna hear like

Hey, I'm looking at you, booty looking at me like

Hey, tell the valet to bring me my keys

Sigue como vas jugando y ya mismo me encuentras

No me digas nada cuando te agarre en la oscuridad

El fuego que andas causando tienes que apagar

No te puedes ir corriendo te agarro sola y tienes que trabajar

[Yandel (Lil Jon):]

Quitatelo (Take it off)

Ese mahon la camisa también nena

Quitatelo (Take it off)

Que aquí no hay nadie quiero verte bien nena

Quitatelo (Take it off)

Que yo quiero ver tu meneo cintura, tanta hermosura, tanta figura que me tiene al borde de la locura

[Becky G & Yandel:]

I came to the party to find me a papi

I hope you can handle a woman like me with a mind and a body

Salgo en el Ferrari y me encuentro una mami

Que quiere que yo me le pegue que la noche entera me entregue

[Becky G:]

I can feel your eyes on me, keep on watching

I can't hear a word you speak, so no talking

Just listen to my body, hear it calling

I can feel your eyes on me, your eyes on me

[Yandel (Lil Jon):]

Con calma no pierdas la calma

(Mami)

Me baila y solita se alarma(Mami)

Muévelo (Wild out, let your freak out)

Báilalo (Let loose, get crazy, mami)

Muévelo (Keep dancing, make ya body sweat)

Báilalo (Too hot, you can take it off)

Quitatelo (Take it off)

Ese mahon la camisa también nena

Quitatelo (Take it off)

Que aquí no hay nadie quiero verte bien nena

Quitatelo (Take it off)

Que yo quiero verte tu meneo de cintura, tanta hermosura, tanta finura que me tiene al borde de la locura

Till The Club Closes lyrics - Tiffany Haddish, Lil Jon & Fivio Foreign

We gonna party till the club close

We gonna drank till the club close

Get fucked up till the club close

Stuntin' on them broke hoes

We gonna party till the club close

Get fucked up till the club close

We gonna drank till the club close

Stuntin' on them broke hoes

Lookin like money

And I'm feelin like money

Let da top down on sunset

Til it's sunny

Pull up to da club

Valet open da door

Treat me like a star

Enter thru da back door

Jumping on da couches

Standing on da bar

Crazy when da whole world

Knows who are

Up all night we ain't gettin no sleep

So twisted I stumbled to da Lamborghni jeep

We gonna party till the club close

We gonna drank till the club close

Get fucked up till the club close

Stuntin on them broke hoes

We gonna party till the club close

Get fucked up till the club close

We gonna drank till the club close

Stuntin on them broke hoes

I like to party like a rock star

So I'm already smacked when I get dropped off

I pay my driver never stop for them cop cars

Middle finger out the window then we drive off

Yea teach them a lesson

And I be popping these pills it's my excedrin

If he ain't giving it for free then I'ma dead him

If she don't fuck me off the perks than I'ma give dat bitch a wedding

Oh no baby

Your ex boyfriend gonna hate me

The niggas in your DM don't phase me

I make you share your __cpLocation I'm crazy

Like guh, baby you don't want the trouble

I take a little perc and then I mix it with muscle

I fuck you like demon then I hit you with cuddle

The way you fall in love I know you think that I ain't touch you

The way I wanna leave you make me wish that I ain't love you

The way I make you wet got you sittin on a puddle

And she always dig me like I hit her with a shovel

If I don't tell my secrets to you baby, I don't trust you

Lil' bitch

We gonna party till the club close

We gonna drank till the club close

Get fucked up till the club close

Stuntin' on them broke hoes

We gonna party till the club close

Get fucked up till the club close

We gonna drank till the club close

Stuntin' on them broke hoes

We gonna party all night

We ain't getting no sleep

Grab a couple of girls then meet me in the VIP

We gonna party all night

We ain't getting no sleep

Grab a couple of girls then meet me in the VIP

Up all night we ain't getting no sleep

We ain't getting no sleep

We gonna party til the club close

Up all night we ain't getting no sleep

We ain't getting no sleep

We gonna party til the club close

Up all night we ain't getting no sleep

We ain't getting no sleep

We gonna party til the club close

Up all night we ain't getting no sleep

We ain't getting no sleep

We gonna party til the club close

Up all night we ain't getting no sleep

We ain't getting no sleep

We gonna party til the club close

Up all night we ain't getting no sleep

We ain't getting no sleep

We gonna party til the club close

I got drank, I got greens

I got papers, roll it up

Let's go

I got drank, I got greens

I got papers, roll it up

Let's go

I got drank, I got greens

I got papers, roll it up

Let's go

I got drank, I got greens

I got papers, roll it up

Let's go

Hey hey hey

Til the club close

What time do this club close?

Oh it don't!

Hey! guess what then?

I'm going to party all night long

Hey she ready

She-she-she ready

I think I gotta sweat out my lil press

Party til' the club close

We Outside lyrics - Lil Jon, JaySounds & Kronic

Been the house a whole fuckin year man (fuck)

So ready to fuckin hit the club (yeah Man)

Man, Ima fuckin lose it tonight

It's about to get crazy man

Ima get wild as fuck tonight man

Let's fuckin do it

I'm get fuckin crazy (as fuck tonight)

Crazy man yeah!

We Outside (We Outside, We Outside)

We Outside, We Outside, We Outside, We Outside

We Outside

I don't know how to act no more man (nah)

I can't even fuckin control myself no more (Shit!)

Feels so good to be fuckin outside (Outside!)

We Outside!

Yeah...uh, uh, uh!

Yeah...uh, uh!

Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!

We outside raging like a muthafucka! (uh)

We outside getting fucked up like a muthafucka! (uh uh)

Yeah! Yeah!

We Outside, We Outside, We Outside, We Outside

We Outside

What We On lyrics - Lil Jon, E-40, P-LO & DaBoii

Uh (Yeah, yeah)

Lil Jon, E-40, P-LO, P-LO

The Boy Wonder

Yeah, I'm on one, I admit it (Yeah)

I've been smokin', I've been sippin' (Yeah)

We go up like it's tradition (Yeah)

If you with it then I'm with it, with it (Yeah)

What we on? What we on? (What we on?)

What we on? What we on? (Hey!)

Yeah

What we on nigga?

Nigga only up a hundred bands, you think you on nigga?

Bitch tryna sing to the necklace of her four niggas

Damn boy, that Sprite light as hell, what you pour in it?

What you pour in it?

Yeah, like what we on, boy?

Heard you with that bitch from the back, she make no noise

Bitch tried to play me for a sucka I ain't 'O' boy

Yeah I'm a young wild nigga but I'm grown boy

What we on?

Yeah, the fuck is niggas on?

Lil' nigga pull up to my section and get shitted on

When Shaka pour a 4 with my nigga but my nigga gone

Run over my niggas (Bap, Bap) your niggas wrong

Yeah, I'm on one, I admit it (Yeah)

I've been smokin', I've been sippin' (Yeah)

We go up like it's tradition (Yeah)

If you with it then I'm with it, with it (Yeah)

What we on? What we on? (What we on?)

What we on? What we on? (Hey!)

Ugh, I'm on one, two, three, four shots of that 'Jac

I don't need no chaser, I don't need no water back

Emeralds in my bezel, emeralds in my cuban link

My medallion dripping on 'em like a broken down sink

Errythang designer, custom fitted on a hoe

Just better than your chick, like I'm at an award show

You oughta know I ain't regular, I don't do what the others do

Suckas feet is too little, they try to fit 'em up in my shoe

A little yappin' they talkin', jaw jackin', barkin', and jossin'

Ain't addin' up to no money, so partna what is you holla?

I'm about my allowance, spend a thousand skrillian (Skrillian)

We sit at the table and feast, but we not pilgrims (Pilgrims)

Yeah, I'm on one, I admit it (Yeah)

I've been smokin', I've been sippin' (Yeah)

We go up like it's tradition (Yeah)

If you with it then I'm with it, with it (Yeah)

What we on? What we on? (What we on?)

What we on? What we on? (Hey!)

Tell me what we on, what we on (What we on)

Tell me what we on, what we on (Where we goin'?)

Tell me where it's at, where it's at (Where's that?)

Tell me what we on, what we on (What we on)

Tell me where it's at, where it's at (Where's that?)

Yeah, I'm on one, I admit it (Yeah)

I've been smokin', I've been sippin' (Yeah)

We go up like it's tradition (Yeah)

If you with it then I'm with it, with it (Yeah)

What we on? What we on? (What we on?)

What we on? What we on? (Hey!)

Snap Ya Fingers lyrics - Lil Jon (feat. E-40, Sean Paul)

[Intro:]
What's happenin'? Dis ya boy Lil Jon! BME Clik
What's up 40? What's happenin'?
What's up Sean Paul? What's happenin'?
Hey! Now ladies and gentlemen it's about dat time
To turn this thang on out
Now let me see everybody do this
Hey! Let's go!

[Hook: (2x)]
Snap ya fingers! Do ya step!
You can do it all by yo self!
Let me see you do it! Ay!
Let me see you do it! Ay!

[Lil Jon:]
Snap ya fingers and then rock wit it
Do it, do it, do it, do it, gon drop wit it
Do a step wit it, put ya hips wit it
All my ladies let me see ya put a twist wit it
You can't do like me, I'm by myself
I do it so good, I don't need nobody else
What's happenin', what's up
Got da purp fired up
What's happenin', what's up
Got Patrone in my cup
I pop, I drank
I'm on Patrone and purp, I can't thank
I'm blowed, to tha do'
don't know how tha hell I'm gettin home

[Hook: (2x)]

[E-40:]
Straight from da bay, posted in tha 'A'
Bout to hit tha club, we been mobbin' all day
Drinkin' some Rossi, dyin' off Patrone
VIP style, strapped wit my chrome
Look around tha club, what do I see
Everybody rockin' from side to side to tha beat
Snappin' they fingers, bouncin' to tha groove
All by they self, that's tha new move
Nigga where I'm from, we like to go dumb
I'm soakin' up tha game, I'm seein' how its done
I ask shawty what they call it, she said tha Pool Palace
Staright from Bankhead, I said you good at it
Do what cha do, you and ya crew
They even got playa's and thugs doin' it too
The mo' that I drank, tha more it's lookin' smooth
It's nuthin to a boss, I can do tha shit too

[Hook: (2x)]

[Sean Paul:]
Chillin' in tha bip, yeah we get crunk
Niggas poppin' bottles and these bitches gettin' drunk
Rollin' up tha kush, put it in tha air
I'm throwin' up tha E's to let em' know we in here
Brand new shoes, brand new tool
Pull out tha ol school, cuz I'm feelin' real cool
Yeah I'm from tha 'A', so I'm leanin' and rockin'
Snappin' my fingers, then reachin' for my glock BITCH!
Reppin' my block BITCH!, straight from tha deck
When you snap ya fingers shawty, gotta jerk ya neck
Smokin' on tha best, we don't fuck wit dat mess
I bet you can't do it, do it, do it like this
Yeah I'm back to tha track, back to tha snap
1, 2 step, then you gotta lean back
Dis is how we do it in tha 'A town'
(and if you ain't know) this how it go down

[Hook: (2x)]

Hey! Hey!

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Act A Fool lyrics - Lil Jon (feat. Three 6 Mafia)

Ain't No Tellin' lyrics - Lil Jon & Mac Dre

Alive lyrics - Lil Jon, Offset & 2 Chainz

All I Really Want For Christmas lyrics - Lil Jon (feat. Kool-Aid Man)

All The Way Crunked Up lyrics - Lil Jon (feat. Pastor Troy & Waka Flocka Flame)

BANG lyrics - NGHTMRE, Shaquille O'Neal & Lil Jon

Bend Ova lyrics - Lil Jon (feat. Tyga)

Bloodbath lyrics - Valentino Khan, Eptic & Lil Jon

Dance lyrics - Lil Jon & Ghastly

Demasiado Loca lyrics - Sak Noel & Lil Jon (feat. El Chevo & Aarpa)

Drink lyrics - Lil Jon (feat. LMFAO)

Get Lower lyrics - Steve Aoki & Lil Jon

Give It All You Got lyrics - Lil Jon (feat. Kee & Tinchy Stryder)

In The Pit lyrics - Lil Jon & Skellism (feat. Terror Bass)

Join The Madness lyrics - Dimitri Vegas & Like Mike, Coone & Lil Jon

La Vida Es Una lyrics - Lil Jon (feat. Pitbull)

LET'S GET CRAZY! (Mambo Drop) lyrics - Don Omar & Lil Jon

My Cutie Pie lyrics - Lil Jon (feat. Problem, Snoop Dogg & T-Pain)

Que Se Joda lyrics - Play-N-Skillz, Pitbull & Lil Jon

Lil Jon other songs:

Rep Yo Click lyrics - Lil Jon (feat. CyHi The Prynce, Freeway, Bangladesh)

SexBeat lyrics - Usher, Lil Jon & Ludacris

Sneaky Link lyrics - Lil Jon & NyNy

Swing lyrics - Play-N-Skillz, MONSTA X & Lil Jon (feat. Bun B & Symba)

Take A Shot And Make A TikTok lyrics - Nategawd, Flo Rida & Lil Jon

Take It Off lyrics - Lil Jon (with Becky G & Yandel)

Till The Club Closes lyrics - Tiffany Haddish, Lil Jon & Fivio Foreign

We Outside lyrics - Lil Jon, JaySounds & Kronic

What We On lyrics - Lil Jon, E-40, P-LO & DaBoii

Snap Ya Fingers lyrics - Lil Jon (feat. E-40, Sean Paul)

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