It's like shit is coming down the motherfuckin' heavens a new motherfuckin' day Get or lay down Ay yo, the fuck up Ay yo, fuck I wanna see flamethrowers in motherfucker a Will.I.Am joint Hit-Boy, Britney, Waka, And they me Diddy bitch
Where 1 Oak at? Where at? If you at Greystone gettin' your drink on, tell 'em to run this Put your hands up in the air, got the call Will.I.Am Now Hit-Boy on a hit boy You up and I'mma bring the action
When you hear in the club You're gonna it up (turn up bitch) gonna turn-turn it up (turn up bitch) You're gonna it up (turn up bitch) we up in the club All on us (turn up bitch) All on us (turn up) All on us (let's rock) See the boys in the watching us They us (you watching us) watching us Everybody in the All on us All eyes on us (you us) All on us
I scream and shout, and let it all out And and shout, and let it out We saying, "oh wee, oh wee, oh wee, oh" We saying, "oh wee, oh wee, oh wee, oh" I wanna and shout, and let it all out And and shout, and let it out We saying, "oh wee, oh wee, oh wee, oh" You are now, now with Will.I.Am and (Britney bitch)
It's and roll, roll Whole world know my everywhere I go Whole bang this song 'cause it's cold Ah, shit, I that girl ready to go off But she want a photo, so I a photo Yeah, I a picture with a IAm Foto Sosho Yeah, you got a cold chick, but I got a ho But she really know shit, so I gotta show the ho Hide your paper, yeah I'm paper Money to the ceiling, now I need a You are now, now with Will.I.Am and (Britney bitch) Waka Flame, Lil' Wayne, Hit-Boy, Diddy, bitch
When you hear this in the Just put hands up put your hands up Just put your up we up in the club
Motherfuckers I said put your up Turn the up right motherfuckin' now
Oh, it's to party Oh, it's to party Smokin', drinkin', no out YOLO, I'mma it out We hard, we yell it out me, knock him out Crack a smile, Fuck the VIP, I'm in the Me and Britney, we wild It's Waka Flame, you my style little chain like 40 thou' All on me, thugged out Pop a bean, the old me Molly's here, we don't fight My buzz big, Lightyear You ain't real, shorty, you can't stand Friends, and family here Outfit real, live with no the club into a mosh pit Spend 20 bands, do a flip Girl, drop it low, shake My rocky like A$AP This a G mix and I that, Flocka!
When you hear in the club You're turn-turn it up (turn up bitch) gonna turn-turn it up (turn up bitch) You're turn-turn it up (turn up bitch) we up in the club All on us All on us All on us
I scream and shout, and let it all out And and shout, and let it out We saying, "oh wee, oh wee, oh wee, oh" You are now, now rocking Will.I.Am and (Britney bitch)
Hi! I'm Tunechi, I give the my room key Money buy you love, so I don't pay for no pussy I don't pay these haters no mind, so call me cheap I grab life by the horns, and bitch went "beep-beep" I swear right now I like 'Pac, 'cause all eyes on me And I don't mean to throw no salt but these niggas fries to me And my bad like Britney, but I wish I had Britney She me of my jeep, but I got a bad memory And I'm feelin' good, I'm good, I'm smokin' good, I'm sippin' These hoes think classy? Well that's the class I'm skippin' Got a party in my bedroom, a party she ain't missin' I her by Will.i.am, but she kept callin' him William God can judge me, case closed I got hoes than Drake shows I got this shit on lock, no escape And make that bitch scream, and shout, and let it all out I'll put it in her backyard like a doghouse, Tunechi!
and shout, and let it all out (yeah, yeah) And and shout, and let it out (yeah) We saying, "oh wee, oh wee, oh wee, oh" We saying, "oh wee, oh wee, oh wee, oh" I wanna and shout, and let it all out And and shout, and let it out We saying, "oh wee, oh wee, oh wee, oh" You are now, now rocking Will.I.Am and (Britney bitch)
Let's go, this is the This is a super man remix is the remix This is a super black man This is a super man remix And call me Diddy bitch Scream and And turn them all out