It's like shit is down from the motherfuckin' heavens It's a new day Get or lay down Ay yo, turn the up Ay yo, sparklers I wanna see flamethrowers in this a Will.I.Am joint Hit-Boy, Britney, Waka, And they call me bitch
Where 1 Oak at? Darby at? If you at gettin' your drink on, tell 'em to run this back Put your hands up in the air, got the from Will.I.Am Now it's on a hit boy You up and I'mma bring the action
When you this in the club You're turn-turn it up (turn up bitch) You're turn-turn it up (turn up bitch) You're gonna it up (turn up bitch) When we up in the All on us (turn up bitch) All on us (turn up) All on us (let's rock) See the in the club watching us They watching us (you us) They 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 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)
rock and roll, roll Whole world my shit everywhere I go Whole world bang this song 'cause cold Ah, shit, I think girl ready to go off But she a photo, so I took a photo Yeah, I took a picture with a IAm Sosho Yeah, you got a chick, but I got a colder ho But she don't really know shit, so I show the ho Hide your paper, yeah I'm paper Money to the ceiling, now I a skyscraper You are now, now rockin' Will.I.Am and (Britney bitch) Waka Flame, Lil' Wayne, Hit-Boy, Diddy, bitch
When you this in the club Just put hands up Just put your up Just put your up we up in the club
Motherfuckers I put your hands up Turn the fuck up right now
Oh, it's to party Oh, it's time to Smokin', drinkin', no out YOLO, I'mma it out We hard, we yell it out Disrespect me, him out a smile, Pacquiao Fuck the VIP, I'm in the Me and Britney, we actin' It's Waka Flame, you know my This little chain 40 thou' All eyes on me, out Pop a bean, the old me Molly's here, we don't fair My buzz big, like You ain't real, shorty, you can't stand Friends, fans and family Outfit real, with no fear Turn the into a mosh pit 20 bands, do a back flip Girl, drop it low, shake My wrists rocky like a G mix and I laced that, Flocka!
When you hear this in the gonna turn-turn it up (turn up bitch) You're turn-turn it up (turn up bitch) You're gonna it up (turn up bitch) When we up in the 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 girls my key can't 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 feel like 'Pac, 'cause all on me And I don't mean to throw no but these niggas small fries to me And my bitch bad like Britney, but I wish I had She remind me of my jeep, but I got a bad And I'm feelin' good, I'm good, I'm smokin' good, I'm sippin' These think they classy? Well that's the class I'm skippin' Got a party in my bedroom, a party she ain't missin' I brought her by Will.i.am, but she kept him William Only God can judge me, closed I got more hoes than Drake I got this shit on lock, no escape And I'll make bitch scream, and shout, and let it all out put it in her backyard like a fuckin' 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 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)
Let's go, this is the This is a black man remix is the remix This is a super man remix is a super black man remix And they call me Diddy Scream and And them all out yeah