It's like shit is coming down from the motherfuckin' 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 call me Diddy
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 it's on a hit boy You turned up and I'mma the action
When you hear this in the 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 boys in the watching us They us (you watching us) They us in the club 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)
It's rock and roll, Whole world know my everywhere I go Whole world bang this song 'cause cold Ah, shit, I that girl ready to go off But she want a photo, so I a photo Yeah, I a picture with a IAm Foto Sosho Yeah, you got a cold chick, but I got a ho But she really know 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 with Will.I.Am and (Britney bitch) Flocka Flame, Lil' Wayne, Hit-Boy, Diddy, bitch
When you hear in the club Just put your up put your hands up Just put hands up we up in the club
Motherfuckers I put your hands up Turn the fuck up motherfuckin' now
Oh, time 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, Fuck the VIP, I'm in the Me and Britney, we actin' It's Flame, you know my style This little chain like 40 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, and family here Outfit real, live no fear Turn the into a mosh pit Spend 20 bands, do a flip Girl, it low, shake that My wrists rocky A$AP This a G mix and I that, Flocka!
you hear this 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 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 with Will.I.Am and (Britney bitch)
Hi! I'm Tunechi, I give the my room 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 that bitch "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 small to me And my bad like 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' hoes think they classy? Well that's the class I'm skippin' Got a party in my bedroom, that's a party she ain't I brought her by Will.i.am, but she callin' him William Only God can me, case closed I got hoes than Drake shows I got this on lock, no escape doors And make that bitch scream, and shout, and let it all out I'll put it in her backyard 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 with Will.I.Am and (Britney bitch)
go, this is the remix This is a super man remix This is the This is a black man remix This is a super black man And they call me Diddy Scream and And turn them all out