It's like shit is coming down from the heavens It's a new day Get down or lay Ay yo, the fuck up Ay yo, fuck I see flamethrowers in this motherfucker This a Will.I.Am Hit-Boy, Britney, Waka, And they call me bitch
1 Oak at? Where Darby at? If you at Greystone gettin' your drink on, tell 'em to run this Put your up in the air, got the call from 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 turn-turn it up (turn up bitch) You're gonna 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) 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 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)
It's and roll, roll Whole world my shit everywhere I go world bang this song 'cause it's cold Ah, shit, I think that girl to go off But she want a photo, so I took a Yeah, I took a picture a IAm Foto 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 stackin' Money to the ceiling, now I a skyscraper You are now, now rockin' Will.I.Am and (Britney bitch) Waka Flocka Flame, Lil' Wayne, Hit-Boy, Diddy,
When you hear in the club Just put your up Just put your up Just put your up we up in the club
Motherfuckers I said put hands up Turn the fuck up right now
Oh, it's time to Oh, time 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 wild Waka Flame, you know my style This little like 40 thou' All on me, thugged out Pop a bean, the old me here, we don't fight fair My buzz big, Lightyear You ain't real, shorty, you stand here Friends, fans and here Outfit real, live no fear Turn the club into a pit Spend 20 bands, do a flip Girl, it low, shake that My rocky like A$AP a G mix and I laced that, Flocka!
When you hear this in the You're gonna it up (turn up bitch) You're gonna 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 rocking Will.I.Am and (Britney bitch)
Hi! I'm Tunechi, I the girls my room key Money can't buy you love, so I don't pay for no I pay these haters no mind, so fuckin' call me cheap I grab life by the horns, and that bitch "beep-beep" I swear now I feel like 'Pac, 'cause all eyes on me And I don't mean to no salt but these niggas small fries to me And my bitch bad like Britney, but I wish I had 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 they classy? that's the class I'm skippin' Got a in my bedroom, that's a party she ain't missin' I brought her by Will.i.am, but she kept callin' him Only God can me, case closed I got more hoes than shows I got shit on lock, no escape doors And I'll make that scream, and shout, and let it all out I'll put it in her 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 super black man This is the This is a black man remix This is a super man remix And they me Diddy bitch Scream and And turn them all out