It's like shit is down from the motherfuckin' heavens It's a new day Get down or lay Ay yo, the fuck up Ay yo, sparklers I see flamethrowers in this motherfucker a Will.I.Am joint Hit-Boy, Britney, Waka, And call me Diddy bitch
1 Oak at? Where Darby 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 turned up and I'mma bring the
you hear this in the club You're gonna it up (turn up bitch) You're gonna it up (turn up bitch) You're turn-turn 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 They us They us (you watching us) watching us Everybody in the All on us All on us (you watching 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 know my everywhere I go Whole world bang this song 'cause cold Ah, shit, I think that girl to go off But she want a photo, so I took a Yeah, I took a picture with a IAm Foto Yeah, you got a cold chick, but I got a ho But she don't really shit, so I gotta 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 put your hands up Just put hands up Just put hands up When we up in the
Motherfuckers I said put hands up Turn the up right motherfuckin' now
Oh, time to party Oh, time to party Smokin', drinkin', no out YOLO, shout it out We party hard, we it out Disrespect me, him out Crack a smile, Fuck the VIP, I'm in the Me and Britney, we actin' It's Waka Flame, you know my little 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, fans and family Outfit real, with no fear the club into a mosh pit Spend 20 bands, do a back Girl, it low, shake that My rocky like A$AP a G mix and I laced that, Flocka!
When you this in the club You're turn-turn it up (turn up bitch) You're gonna 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 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 give the girls my key can't buy you love, so I don't pay for no pussy I pay these haters no mind, so fuckin' call me cheap I life by the horns, and that bitch went "beep-beep" I swear right now I feel like 'Pac, 'cause all on me And I don't mean to throw no salt but these niggas 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 feelin' good, I'm lookin' good, I'm smokin' good, I'm These hoes think they classy? Well the class I'm skippin' Got a party in my bedroom, that's a she ain't missin' I brought her by Will.i.am, but she kept him William God can judge me, case closed I got more hoes than Drake I got this shit on lock, no doors And I'll make that 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 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 This is a super man remix And call me Diddy bitch Scream and And them all out yeah