It's shit is coming down from the motherfuckin' heavens a new motherfuckin' day Get or lay down Ay yo, the fuck up Ay yo, sparklers I see flamethrowers in this motherfucker a Will.I.Am joint Hit-Boy, Britney, Waka, And they call me Diddy
Where 1 Oak at? Darby at? If you at Greystone gettin' your drink on, 'em to run this back Put hands up in the air, got the call from Will.I.Am Now it's on a hit boy You turned up and I'mma bring the
you hear 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 us (you watching us) watching us Everybody in the All on us All on us (you watching 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 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)
rock and roll, roll Whole world know my shit I go Whole world bang song 'cause it's cold Ah, shit, I think girl ready to go off But she a photo, so I took a photo Yeah, I a picture with a IAm Foto Sosho Yeah, you got a chick, but I got a colder ho But she don't really know shit, so I gotta the ho Hide your paper, I'm stackin' paper Money to the ceiling, now I need a You are now, now rockin' Will.I.Am and (Britney bitch) Waka Flocka Flame, Wayne, Hit-Boy, Diddy, bitch
When you hear this in the Just put your up Just put hands up Just put your up we up in the club
Motherfuckers I said put hands up Turn the fuck up motherfuckin' now
Oh, it's to party Oh, time to party Smokin', drinkin', no out YOLO, shout it out We party hard, we it out me, knock him out Crack a smile, the VIP, I'm in the crowd Me and Britney, we wild It's Waka Flame, you know my This 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, fans and family Outfit real, live with no Turn the club a mosh pit 20 bands, do a back flip Girl, it low, shake that My wrists rocky A$AP This a G mix and I that, Flocka!
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 All on 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" You are now, now with Will.I.Am and (Britney bitch)
Hi! I'm Tunechi, I the girls my room key Money can't buy you love, so I pay for no pussy I don't pay haters no mind, so fuckin' 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 no salt but these niggas small fries to me And my bitch bad Britney, but I wish I had Britney She remind me of my jeep, but I got a bad And I'm feelin' good, I'm lookin' good, I'm smokin' good, I'm These hoes think they classy? 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 me, case closed I got more hoes Drake shows I got this on lock, no escape doors And I'll that 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, is the remix This is a super man remix This is the This is a super black man This is a black man remix And they call me Diddy Scream and And turn them all out