It's like shit is coming from the motherfuckin' heavens It's a new day Get or lay down Ay yo, turn the up Ay yo, fuck I wanna see flamethrowers in this a Will.I.Am joint Hit-Boy, Britney, Waka, And they me Diddy bitch
1 Oak at? Where Darby at? If you at gettin' your drink on, tell 'em to run this back Put hands up in the air, got the call from Will.I.Am Now Hit-Boy on a hit boy You turned up and I'mma bring the
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 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 They us They us (you watching us) They us Everybody in the All on us All eyes on us (you us) All on us
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" 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 with Will.I.Am and (Britney bitch)
rock and roll, roll Whole world know my shit I go Whole world bang this song 'cause cold Ah, shit, I that girl ready to go off But she a photo, so I took a photo Yeah, I took a picture a IAm Foto Sosho Yeah, you got a cold chick, but I got a ho But she don't know shit, so I gotta show the ho your paper, yeah I'm stackin' 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 in the club put your hands up Just put your up put your hands up When we up in the
Motherfuckers I said put your up Turn the fuck up 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 Disrespect me, him out Crack a smile, Fuck the VIP, I'm in the Me and Britney, we actin' It's Flame, you know my style This chain like 40 thou' All eyes on me, out Pop a bean, the old me Molly's here, we fight fair My buzz big, like You ain't real, shorty, you can't stand Friends, and family here real, live with no fear Turn the club a mosh pit Spend 20 bands, do a flip Girl, it low, shake that My wrists like A$AP a G mix and I laced that, Flocka!
When you hear this in the 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) 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 Money buy you love, so I don't pay for no pussy I don't pay haters no mind, so fuckin' call me cheap I grab life by the horns, and that went "beep-beep" I swear right now I like 'Pac, 'cause all eyes on me And I mean to throw no salt but these niggas small fries to me And my bitch bad Britney, but I wish I had Britney She me of my jeep, but I got a bad memory And I'm good, I'm lookin' 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 brought her by Will.i.am, but she kept callin' him Only God can judge me, closed I got more hoes than shows I got this shit on lock, no escape And I'll make that 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, is the remix This is a super black man This is the This is a super man remix is a super black man remix And they me Diddy bitch Scream and And them all out yeah