Playlist Lil Jon

lil jon - get low

[Intro: Elephant Man]
Eastside Boyz (Yep! Atlanta Georgia) mayday!!!
Good to go (The dirty south again!)
Elephant Man, Likkle Jon, Busta Rhymes
Alright, weh we fi do wid di dance!!!!
(Give dem di dance now, buss di dance now)
Shizzle, Jamaica, New York, Eastside Boyz (You know come on!)
Aiyyo Likkle Jon, Busta! Oonu ready fi tek di dancefloor, alright
This a now fi do then, do then
Dance and tek it to dem, to dem
Signal di plane now fi do then, do then
Dance and tek it to dem, to dem
Pon di river yuh fi do then, do then
Dance and tek it to dem, to dem
Di higher level yuh fi do then, do then
Yuh dance and tek it to dem, to dem, come on!!!!

[Chorus: Ying Yang Twins] + (Elephant Man)
Three, six, nine, damn your fine
Move it till you sock it to me one more time
Get low, get low (Get Low) get low (Get low) get low (Get low)
(Elephant Man: Come on!)
To the window (EM: Give dem di dance now) to the wall (To the wall) (EM: Buss di dance now)
Till the sweat drop down my balls (My Balls!)
All these bitches crawl (Crawl)
Y'all skeet skeet motherfuckers (Motherfuckers)
Y'all skeet skeet god damn (God Damn!!!)
Y'all skeet skeet motherfuckers (Motherfuckers)
Y'all skeet skeet god damn (God Damn!!!)

[Verse 1: Lil' Jon]
Hey! Hey! Let me see you get, a get low (You Scared!)
Turn your body yo the, to the flo' (You scared!)
Let me see you get, a get low (You Scared!)
Turn your body to the, to the flo' (You scared!)
Shake that ass girl, shake it fast girl
Shake that ass to the left to the right girl
Shake that ass girl, shake it fast girl
Shake that ass to the left to the right girl
Let me see you just, back, back, back it up (Awww shit!!!)
Back, back, back it up (Awww shit)
Back, back, back it up (Awww shit)
Back, back, back it up (Awww shit)
Let me see you just stop (Oh!) wiggle with it (Yeah!)
Stop (Oh!) wiggle with it (Yeah!)
Stop (Oh!) wiggle with it (Yeah!)
Stop (Oh!) wiggle with it (Yeah!)

[Verse 2: Elephant Man]
Gal shake up yuh booty, when yuh shake it up yuh get mi rudey
Wouldn't mind fi see yuh get nudey
Miss cutie cutie, love di way yuh wine and how yuh movey
Dem gal deh can wine trust me and dem waistline groovy
Wine around like a blue movie
Tek it to dem Keisha and Susie
Hey! Do di pon di river do di pon di river hey!
Do di higher level do di higher level hey!
Signal di plane signal di plane hey!
Alright give dem a run just give dem a run hey!
Shake yuh booty yuh fi shake it slow
Rotate like di tire dem a Texaco (Whoa)
Everywhere yuh go man just step pon yuh Kso
Just fi get yuh ting dem a promise yuh peso
Dem a seh yuh hype and wonder how yuh stay so
Make monkey face, gal go down slow
Tic tac toe we got dem all in a row
Get rich and get mad nuh bodda hold him Joe
Big up Danger Voo dem a tornado
Do di dance, alright, come on

Chorus: Ying Yang Twins (Elephant Man)
Three, six, nine, damn your fine
Move it till you sock it to me one more time
Get low, get low (Get Low) get low (Get low) get low (Get low)
(Elephant Man: Come on!)
To the window (EM: Give dem di dance now) to the wall (To the wall) (EM: Buss di dance now)
Till the sweat drop down my balls (My Balls!)
All these bitches crawl (Crawl)
Y'all skeet skeet motherfuckers (Motherfuckers)
Y'all skeet skeet god damn (God Damn!!!)
Y'all skeet skeet motherfuckers (Motherfuckers)
Y'all skeet skeet god damn (God Damn!!!)

[Verse 3: Busta Rhymes]
Aiyyo! Check it!!!
I'm comin through with a thick crew playa (Waddup!)
You can't believe I'm on the shit too playa (Waddup!)
I'm a sit and watch your girl put it on me (Waddup!)
I love it when you got your ass clappin for me (Waddup!)
Your big ass cover the back of my harley (Waddup!)
Ass from the front to the back of the party (Waddup!)
That's right (Yeah girl) that's it (Come on!)
Get low shorty shake that shit (Come on!)
If you ain't got learned get it down packed mami
With all that ass you got sittin on your back mami
Now all my shorties need to get in line
I said because I'm only gonna tell you one more time
Cause if that ass kind of stocky and fat
Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up bounce (BACK!!!!)
While I, get dough (Get dough!!!) smoke dro (Smoke dro!!!)
Get low because I fuckin said so

Elephant Man: Come on!!!

[Chorus: Ying Yang Twins] + (Elephant Man)
Three, six, nine, damn your fine
Move it till you sock it to me one more time
Get low, get low (Get Low) get low (Get low) get low (Get low)
(Elephant Man: Come on!)
To the window (EM: Give dem di dance now) to the wall (To the wall) (EM: Buss di dance now)
Till the sweat drop down my balls (My Balls!)
All these bitches crawl (Crawl)
Y'all skeet skeet motherfuckers (Motherfuckers)
Y'all skeet skeet god damn (God Damn!!!)
Y'all skeet skeet motherfuckers (Motherfuckers)
Y'all skeet skeet god damn (God Damn!!!)

[Outro: Elephant Man]
This a now fi do then, do then
Dance and tek it to dem, to dem
Signal di plane now fi do then, do then
Dance and tek it to dem, to dem
Pon di river yuh fi do then, do then
Dance and tek it to dem, to dem
Di higher level yuh fi do then, do then
Yuh dance and tek it to dem, to dem
Yeah, Elephant Man, Lil Jon, Busta Rhymes, Eastside Boyz
Jamaica, New York, L.A. shizzle, do di dance now (Come on!)
Do di dance now, give dem di dance now
Miami Florida, shizzle, it's summer, come on!!!
Summertime give dem di dance summertime buss di dance
Give dem di dance now, give dem di dance
Give dem di dance a dat di girls want
Give dem di dance Likkle Jon give dem di dnace
Give dem di dance Busta give dem di dance
Buss di dance Likkle John buss di dance
Elephant Man, tell, what more you want

lil jon - get crunk

[Lil Jon talking]
What, hey hey, it the kings of crunk
Bitch (bitch), Lil Jon (Lil Jon), Lil Bo (Lil Bo), Big Sam (Big Sam), hey (hey),
This shit right here for everybody that's proud of the motherfuckin city (yeah)
you proud of your mothafuckin' neighborhood (yeah) shit! (shit!)

[Chorus:]
Let's go,
Ohh what's this shit that you throwin' up, East side nigga,
Ohh What's the click that you represent, West side nigga,
Ohh what's this shit that you throwin' up, North side nigga,
Ohh what's the click that you represent, South side nigga.

[2x]
Well get it crunk, mothafucker get crunk,
Ohh get crunk mothafucker get crunk

[Verse]
Wonderin' who am I, bo hagon BME representer half the center nigga who enter this cold as the winter,
step away from the top, step away from the block, step away shootin' or gettin shot, bitch nigga
fuck that you buck we buck back, what you think we cut slack cous' some diamonds don't care,
just cut some nigga with dreads with the head nigga knot jiggy red licky knot not that fast nigga
knot, nigga fuck it, we'll hop in the bucket and haul ass, you was mad cous I seen you was
creepin' in tall grass, I bust em all fast repeatedly imediately tryed to make that
mothafucker leave imediately ima pimp I'm a gansta all the above plus I'm worldwide
babygirl show me some love, we drank real good and smoke leaves and buds bo hagon you don't give a damn
we don't give a fuck.

[Chorus]

[2x]
Well get it crunk, mothafucker get crunk,
Ohh get crunk mothafucker get crunk

[Verse]
You from the south side nigga represent that shit
You from the mid-west nigga represent that shit
You from that east coast nigga represent that shit
You from the west coast nigga represent that shit
Now throw your motherfuckin' click up high in the sky
Now throw your motherfuckin' boys up high in the sky
Now throw your motherfuckin' squad up high in the sky
Now throw your motherfuckin' sets up high in the sky

Get crunk in this bitch, shake your dreads in this bitch
Get crunk in this bitch, throw some bows in this bitch
Get crunk in this bitch, niggas start that shit
Get crunk in this bitch, niggas start that shit
Get crunk in this bitch, start pushing and shit
Get crunk in this bitch, run around in this bitch
Get crunk in this bitch, run around in this bitch
Get crunk in this bitch, start a mosh pit

[Chorus]

[2x]
Well get it crunk, mothafucker get crunk,
Ohh get crunk mothafucker get crunk

[Lil Jon']
Now bitch niggas straight crunk
Its beena long time for a nigga to act the way
we actin'
I tell you what, its been a long time for a nigga
to act like the way we livin'
Well fuck us, shiat

(Straight crunk, straight crunk, straight crunk,
straight crunk, straight crunk, straight crunk,
straight crunk)

[Verse]
I don't give a fuck nigga, I don't give a fuck hoe
If your ass act up, we'll stomp that ass to the floor
I don't give a fuck nigga, I don't give a fuck hoe
If your ass act up, we'll stomp that ass to the floor

Pussy nigga, what what, pussy nigga, what what
Bitch nigga, what what, bitch nigga, what what
Pussy nigga, what what, pussy nigga, what what
Bitch nigga, what what, bitch nigga, what what

[Chorus]

[3x]
Well get it crunk, mothafucker get crunk,
Ohh get crunk mothafucker get crunk

lil jon - outta your mind

(Intro: Lil' Jon)
YEAAAHHHH!!!
Everybody in the club right now (wassup)
If you're standing around (what) you need to get the fuck up outta here (get out!)
Because when come in the club (wassup) we like to get fucking crazy (craaazy!)
you know what....LET"S FUCKING LOSE IT

(Chorus)
Get outta your mind, get outta your mind (what), get outta your mind (what)
Bump that shit, get outta your mind (what)
Get outta your mind (what), get outta your mind (what), get outta your mind (what)
Bump that shit, get outta your mind (what)

(Lil Jon)
I'm a semi truck, no fucking brakes, outta control like a bull out da gate
Get crunk, I'd get the fuck out the way, we get bananas like a room full of apes
I done lost it, you flossin', im over here with my niggas in the mosh pit
Throwing elbows, stomping shell toes, is that nigga dead? Who the fuck knows
Shake them dreads like a motherfucking rasta, go dumb like a motherfucking monsta
You an imposter, you're drinking water, we're drinking patron and chasing it with vodka

I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck, FUCK IT!
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck, FUCK IT!
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck, FUCK IT!
I don't give a fuck, FUCK IT!

I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck, fuck it
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck, fuck it
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck, fuck it
LET'S FUCKING LOSE IT!

(Chorus)
Get outta your mind, get outta your mind (what), get outta your mind (what)
Bump that shit, get outta your mind (what)
Get outta your mind (what), get outta your mind (what), get outta your mind (what)
Bump that shit, get outta your mind (what)

(Redfoo)
Grab that bottle (what), twist that cap (what), hold it in the air and tip it back.
I'm crunk as hell (what), I'm all Patron (what), I really don't dance, but I'm in the zone
Move bitch get out the way, I'm running over niggas like a runaway train,
I grab my beer, you do the same, shake that shit and make it rain!

I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck, FUCK IT!
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck, FUCK IT!
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck, FUCK IT!
LET'S FUCKING LOSE IT!

(Chorus)
Get outta your mind, get outta your mind (what), get outta your mind (what)
Bump that shit, get outta your mind (what)
Get outta your mind (what), get outta your mind (what), get outta your mind (what)
Bump that shit, get outta your mind (what)

(Sky-Blu)
Flip cup, tip cup, beer pong, shots,
Niggas on the goose, bitches on my jock
Bar-ten-der, gimme whatcha got
They're dancing on the table, I got niggas smoking rocks
HA get off me, I'm checking motherfuckers like a nigga playing hockey
Yeah, I'm in the penatly box, I'm fucked up taking too many shots

I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck, FUCK IT!
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck, FUCK IT!
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck, FUCK IT!
I don't give a fuck, FUCK IT!

I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck, FUCK IT!
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck, FUCK IT!
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck, FUCK IT!
LET'S FUCKING LOSE IT!

(Chorus x2)
Get outta your mind, get outta your mind (what), get outta your mind (what)
Bump that shit, get outta your mind (what)
Get outta your mind (what), get outta your mind (what), get outta your mind (what)
Bump that shit, get outta your mind (what)

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lil jon - go to church

[Snoop Dogg]
Nigga you need to stop snitchin!
All that yip-yappin and jaw-jackin
Nigga if you scared, go to church
You knew the job was dangerous when you took it

Whattup it's the big boss Dogg
Snoop D-O-double-G, Eastside L.B.C.
And I'm bobbin to the beat of my O.G. homeboy Ice Cube

And I'm C-walkin on the motherfuckin concrete

[Intro: Ice Cube]
Yo if you're fucked up, put your cups up
Ice Cube and Snoop Dogg, nigga what's up
See he's a gangster, I'm a hustler
Yo it's either thank ya, or it's fuck ya

[Ice Cube + (Lil Jon)]
I'm down with Lil Jon ain't got to pretend (YEAH!)
"Crunk Juice" nigga run the club that you in (HEY!)
You scary motherfuckers don't wanna bring the ruckus
(NAH!)
You just spend all your time in the club tryin to duck
us (WHAT?)
And if you walk by nigga, I'ma knock fire nigga
from yo' ass, you can come try nigga (HEY!)
In the hood, all the way down South (YEAH!)
I ain't Mike Jones, keep my name out'cha mouth bitch
(Mike Jones)
We can get it crackin if it get to clickin clackin
Look at Mr. Jackson, nigga with no reaction
If you scared, go to church, we gon' hit you where it
hurts
That don't work, we'll put you in the dirt
Cause a whole lot of rappers make a whole lot of noise
(hey)
Lyrics full of steroids, niggaz paranoid (hey)
And when you get that blowup, it make you throw up
When you realize your favorite rapper ain't got no
nuts

[Chorus 2X: Ice Cube + (Lil Jon)]
If you a scared motherfucker go to church (GO TO
CHURCH)
If you a gutter motherfucker do your dirt (A DO YOUR
DIRT)
If you a down motherfucker put in work (A PUT IN WORK)

IF you a crazy motherfucker go berzerk (A GO BERZERK!)

[Snoop Dogg]
Click clackin, pistol-packin, Crip raggin folio
Who the only nigga in the club with the toolio
You ain't know? Yeah you did; there it was, there it
is
"Is that Coolio?" Naw bitch, let me in
Jibba-jabba snatcher get at ya, spit at actors &
rappers
Hang out with kidnappers and jackers
Make money off crackers; can you imagine how I keep
shit crackin?
It's the big boss Dogg I'm back in action and smashin
I flash with the bling I sur-pass the supreme
You don't really wanna have a clash with my team
I mix hash with the green I'm the, last of the kings
If I got a bitch with me she got ass in them jeans
Rollin through yo' neighborhood, my Cadillac so clean
Servin all you suckers cause you all dopefiends
Just like that dopeman, nigga what's up?
You run up with that bullshit I'll fuck yo' ass up

[Chorus]

[Lil Jon: repeat 2X]
You scared, you scared
You scared motherfucker you scared
You scared (you scared) you scared (you scared)
You scared motherfucker you scared (you scared)

[Chorus]

[Ice Cube + (Lil Jon)]
It goes one for the money (HEY) two for the show
(YEAH)
Three for the pussy, fo' for the glow (HEY)
Five for the rookies, six for the pros (NAH)
Seven for the numbers of them fuckin zeroes (WHAT?)
Eight for haters, nine for the cause
Ten for my niggaz, behind big bars (HEY)
Fuck these devils, and they laws (YEAH!)
Never question the size of Ice Cube's balls

lil jon - uhh ohh

Chorus: Bo Hagon X2
Get crunk in this motherfucker drunk in this motherfucker
Nigga step up and get stomped in this motherfucker
Dumped in this motherfucker stuck in this motherfucker
Pussy act up and get fucked in this motherfucker

Verse 1 Lil Jon

Eastside nigga westside bitch
Northside nigga southside bitch
Eastside nigga westside bitch
Northside nigga southside bitch
If Your click ain't much and talkin that shit say
fuck that shit say fuck that shit
All the girls in the club that don't really give a fuck say
Fuck that shit say fuck that shit
Now get crunk (get crunk)get buck (get buck)
Throw your motherfucking middle finger up (throw it up)
Now get crunk (get crunk) get buck (get buck)
Throw your motherfucking middle finger up
Now pussy hoe ass nigga out yo motherfucking click
Now pussy hoe ass nigga out yo motherfucking click
Now pussy hoe ass nigga out yo motherfucking click
what, what, what, what, what

Verse 2 Khujo

Split with the craziest
Keep talkin get yo wig split
Ain't no diss
Kepp pushin me inless inless you wanna get hit
Uh uh you too drunk
Got ?? with lock two fist ready to pump
Khujo in this motherfucker ready to stomp
Play these hoes like drugs
get one pass one
Disrespect poke these niggaz in the eye
Wit a blunt big boy we got them D- drugs
Ain't nobody gonna smell ya
Standing on top take these niggaz lunch for free
class of nine images ?? khujo capital G
Double o d ie mob
Wit my nigga LJ (Lil Jon) and ESB (eastside boyz)
My nigga
My nigga
My nigga Bo Hizzee

Chorus x2

Verse 3 Bo hagon

I raised wit killers
I ran wit dealers
Smoke a blunt a day for my locked away niggaz
My bread is stacked up
The club is packed up
My gage is racked up so don't you even act up
I've been dead wrong
So that shit won't be new to me
Aside from killing me
There ain't shit you can do to me
It's real for you to see
Peep out of whats not
Dippin through the projects to find a small spot
Yeah he from the backwudz
Bo hagon is his nizzame
I spit 5 shit for GA and that done cizzame
The done came to cizzame
To crank up this bitch (Bia Bia)
And get this motherfucker drop and boppin this shit
See we so high the time'll go by
rather fast put that grass in the sky
But a hustlers a hustler
and a jacker is a jacker
Southside, southside let me know where you at my nigga

Chorus x2

Verse 4 Lil Jon

lay it down lay it down
4 finga clown
Lay it down lay it down
4 finga clown
we spit rounds, spit rounds
fuck nigga we spit rounds
we spit rounds, spit rounds
fuck nigga we spit rounds
Cuz security ain't shit
why you on that shit
we gives a damn about that nigga
we gives a damn about that bitch
Cuz security ain't shit
why you on that shit
we gives a damn about that nigga
we gives a damn about that bitch
So nigga step up you get fucked up
I just broke a bottle so you know you get cut up
So nigga step up you get fucked up
I just broke a bottle so you know you get cut up
what-what you gone do nigga
what-what you gone do nigga
what-what you gone do nigga
What,what,what,what

Chorus x2

lil jon - aww skeet skeet

A skeet skeet skeet skeet, makes love to his wife and gets that skeet skeet skeet skeet skeet,sorry bout that da skeet skeet skeet (what)skeet skeet skeet cant say, you cant say skeet on the radio, da skeet skeet skeet skeet skeet, my man u cant say skeet on the radio, ima just start sayin that on the show come on lets take, man shit if you can say skeet on the radio, you know whats so dope about skeet, white people dont know what it means yet, when they figure it out they're gonna be like "my god what have we done"
(music starts)
good evening ladies and gentlemen my name is dj flex ahhhh i represent washington d.c. tonight we goin from d.c. to a-town (yeah) and we be comin (yeah) lil jon and the east side boyz aww skeet skeet skeet (background music starts "aww skeet skeet")come on yall, lets get it goin,skeet skeet skeet skeet i say what, that aint crunk enough, hey hey that aint crunk enough, hey man u ready ahh lets go right now, (lil jon) a break it down now, let me see you do the, ah break it down now, let me see you do the, wah break it down now, let me see you do the, wah break it down now, (here we gooo) come on skeet skeet, mother f**kin ass hoe, do dat come on, skeet skeet more now, now yeah come on, skeet more mother f**ker, like that, come on skeet skeet, mother f**kin ass hoe, drop that ass hoe, come on crunk that mother f**kin back, drop that ass come on, crunk that mother f**kin back, like that what, come on crunk that mother f**kin back, like that, come on, crunk that mother f**kin back, bout now shorty, to the mother f**kin back now, bounce around shorty,crunk that mother f**kin back, bend over shorty, to the mother f**kin back, bounce around shorty, to da mother f**kin back now, bend over shorty, make you mother f**kin breathe now, bend over da mother f**kin back now, da bounce around shorty,to the mother f**kin back now, da bounce around shorty,to da mother f**kin breathe now, bend over shorty, make you mother f**kin breathe now, thats right shorty i got damn, da skeet skeet, drop that thang shorty, i got damn ah skeet skeet, got quick shorty, make it mother f**kin drop now, twist shorty, shake your mother f**kin back shorty, ah skeet skeet skeet, a say what, skeet skeet skeet skeet, lets get it goin, skeet skeet skeet, come on aww skeet skeet, skeet skeet skeet, ahh ahh that aint crunk enough, come on jon, alright check this out ladies, what the, its time to skeet, i mean yall came to really party tonight, we on that we on that, how many of yall ladies came to really dance tonight, we all that, where yall at, we gon take this thing over the top, now whatever i say yall gotta do, whatever i say yall gotta do, drop that ass shake that mother f**ker up, now drop that ass shake that mother f**ker up, lean back some mo',shake that mother f**ker up, lean back some mo, shake that mother f**ker up, shake that ass real hard, to the left make it right, shake that ass real hard, to the left and the right, now what u mother f**kin need you needs to say, you all need to say, we about to do this skeet, lil jon, east side boyz, we real striaght up in here tonight yall, hay hey if you with me ah get them hands up, if yall with me ah get them hands up, hey if you with me ah get them hands up, if yall with me ah get them hands up, we about to get skeet skeet come on clap your hands, clap your hands, clap your hands,clap your hands,clap your hands, i said clap your hands,clap your hands, i say clap your hands, say we gon break it down now, yeahhh, thank you ladies and gentlemen thank you for lettin' us get our.. skeet on, come on come on, eh were gonna take this thing around the country and skeet on the whole united states, come on come on, dj flex lil jon and the east side boyz, come on come on here we go, ungh....

by Romero
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lil jon - act a fool

(Feat. Three 6 Mafia)

Goose Got Me Loose.
Gone On Patrone.
Money In My Pocket.
And Im All Up In The Zone Like.
Oooooooh Ima Act A Damn Fool. Yup.
Oooooooh Im About To Act A Fool. Yup.

Goose Got Me Loose.
Gone On Patrone.
Money In My Pocket.
And Im All Up In The Zone Like.
Oooooooh Ima Act A Damn Fool. Yup.
Oooooooh Im About To Act A Fool. Yup.

I'm Crunk Tonight. Just Got Paid.
Pocket Fulla Mothafuckin Money. Okay!
Imma Ball Till I Fall. Drank Till I Cant.
Put It On My Black Card I Got Money In Da Bank.

Patrone On The Table. Yayah! Crunk & Goose.
Drank What You Want, Bitch.
Go N Get Loose. Ooohhh Act A Fool.
Till They Cut The Lights Off
And We Still Aint Goin Home Till All The Liquor Gone. Yup.

I Jus Dont Giva Fuck,.
Standin On The Table With The Weed Fired Up.
Drankin Out The Bottle. Mothafucker Crunk.
Ill Pour It In Ya Mouth, Lean Back, Open Up.

Oooh Crunk Aint Dead Bitch, You See The Chain.
And Im The King, Fool. Ya Know My Name
Party Like A Rockstar, Fuck Like A Pornstar.
I Dont Giva Damn. Ima Buy The Whole Bar

Goose Got Me Loose.
Gone On Patrone.
Money In My Pocket.
And Im All Up In The Zone Like.
Oooooooh Ima Act A Damn Fool. Yup.
Oooooooh Im About To Act A Fool. Yup.

Goose Got Me Loose.
Gone On Patrone.
Money In My Pocket.
And Im All Up In The Zone Like.
Oooooooh Ima Act A Damn Fool. Yup.
Oooooooh Im About To Act A Fool. Yup.

Yessir. A Nigga On Tonight.
I Got My Money Lookin Right, But I Aint Tryina Fight.
But If A Sucker Touch Me, Best Believe Its On.
Get Cracked Cross Your Dome With Bottle Patrone.
Right Here, Right Now, Quick Fast In A Hurry.
Hit The Sucka So Hard, I Made His Vision Get Blurry
[ these lyrics found on www.completealbumlyrics.com ]
Im Too Clean For This, Im Too Lean For This
Figured It Would Happen So I Brought My Team For This

Ya Im The Realest Playa, Trapstar.
Sellin The Biggest Bricks.
Im The Realest Playa, Rap By Smokin Perkulous

Step Up In The Da Club, I Got Love Cause Im Niggerish.
So Come Between My Legs, Do Me Up Like Im Licorise.
25 Stacks At The Bar, Ice On My Wrist
Step Up To This Pimp And Get Your Braided Hair Weave Split.
Back Off In My Chevy, Brains Blown Out
Peanut Butter, Ride High, Stayin High
Im Talkin Like A St-St-Stutta.

Goose Got Me Loose.
Gone On Patrone.
Money In My Pocket.
And Im All Up In The Zone Like.
Oooooooh Ima Act A Damn Fool. Yup.
Oooooooh Im About To Act A Fool. Yup.

Goose Got Me Loose.
Gone On Patrone.
Money In My Pocket.
And Im All Up In The Zone Like.
Oooooooh Ima Act A Damn Fool. Yup.
Oooooooh Im About To Act A Fool. Yup.

Crunk In This Mothaf*Cka.
Throw Ya Hood Up
Get Crunk In This Mothaf*Cka.
Throw Ya Hood Up
Get Drunk In This Mothaf*Cka.
Hold Ya Dranks Up
Get Drunk In This Mothaf*Cka.
Hold Ya Dranks Up
Lean Back In This Mothaf*Cka
Turn That Bottle Up.
Lean Back In This Mothaf*Cka
Turn That Bottle Up.

Throw Them Stacks Up, Bitch. Make It Rain. Nigga What.
Throw Them Stacks Up, Bitch. Make It Rain. Nigga What.

Goose Got Me Loose.
Gone On Patrone.
Money In My Pocket.
And Im All Up In The Zone Like.
Oooooooh Ima Act A Damn Fool. Yup.
Oooooooh Im About To Act A Fool. Yup.

Goose Got Me Loose.
Gone On Patrone.
Money In My Pocket.
And Im All Up In The Zone Like.
Oooooooh Ima Act A Damn Fool. Yup.
Oooooooh Im About To Act A Fool. Yup.

lil jon - oh what a night

(Chorus)

(Claude Kelly)

Iâ??m Lost
I Was Frozen
Walking Down The Streets Alone When
I Saw This Place Was Open, Tonight
And The Girls
They Were Rocking
And The Alcohol Was Flowing
And I Knew Right Away This Was My Life
Oh What A Night,
Oh What A Night,
Oh What A Night
(Lil Jon)

Feels So Good
Feels So Right
Lets Make A Toast
To The Night
Its Gonna Get Crazy
So Hold On Tight
Lets Have A Ball
Live Your Life
Let It Go
Let It Loose
Release It All
No Excuse
Have No Cares
Have No Fears
Lets Act A Fool
Up In Here

(Chorus)

Iâ??m Lost (Lost)
I Was Frozen (Frozen)
Walking Down The Streets Alone When (Yeahh)
I Saw This Place Was Open,(What)
Tonight (Hey,Hey,Hey)
And The Girls (Girl)
They Were Rocking (Rocking)
And The Alcohol Was Flowing (Yeah)
And I Knew Right Away This Was My Life
(Put Yo Fuckin Hands Up)
Oh What A Night

Night (8X)

A Lot Of Smoking
A Lot Of Drinking
A Lot Of Singing
A Lot Of Dancing
A Lot Of Freaking
A Lot Of Women
A Lot Of Kissing
A Lot Of Sinning

(Chorus)

Iâ??m Lost
I Was Frozen
Walking Down The Streets Alone When
I Saw This Place Was Open, Tonight
And The Girls
They Were Rocking
And The Alcohol Was Flowing
And I Knew Right Away This Was My Life
(Claude Kelly & Lil
Jon)
Oh What A Night
(Oh What A Night)
Tonight
(What A Night)
Tonight
(What A Night)
Tonight
(What A Night)
Oh What A Night
(What A Night)
Tonight
(What A Night)
Tonight
(What A Night)
Tonight
(What A Night)
Oh What A Night
(What A Night)
Tonight
(What A Night)
Tonight
(What A Night)
Tonight
(What A Night)
Oh What A Night
(What A Night)
Tonight
(What A Night)
Tonight
(What A Night)
Ohh What A Night

lil jon - give all you got

YEAH!
I dont care what time it ?
Whatsup ?
Im gunna keep partyin'
Lets do it!
Im gunna give it all I got (oh me too)
So I need to see you, doin' the same thing!

We'll party, party, p-party
You know we're never sober
Once we step on the floor
You know we take it over
Hands up in the air
We on a rollercoaster
Oh, oh ohh

Ladies To The Dancefloor (8X)

One night to live (so we live it up)
Then we do that damn thing (then we give it up)
Gimme any kind of shot (then I drink it up)
Gone hit the dance floor girl (heat it up)
Hands up reach to the sky (put em up!)
Get crazy in the club (lets tear it up!)
Dont wanna stop (?)
We gone party every day we dont give a WHAT
Ladies lookin like super models
Everybody's over here poppin bottles
DRINK IT UUUP, FULL THROTTLE
Fiesta like theres no tomorrow!

We'll party, party, p-party
You know we're never sober
Once we step on the floor
You know we take it over
Hands up in the air
We on a rollercoaster
Oh, oh ohh

Crank it up
Dont stop
You can give it all you got
Lets rock dont stop
You can give it all you got
At the top top top
You can give it all you got
Oh, oh ohh

Twist and turn let your body rock
Lose control lets your hips pop
Beats so hard make your heart stop
Drink until your body drops
Start the fire let it blaze
Let your animal out the cage
Get wild and crazy
Lets behave ???
???
Anytime anywhere we gone (do it up)
We gone party all night I dont give a WHAT

We'll party, party, p-party
You know we're never sober
Once we step on the floor
You know we take it over
Hands up in the air
We on a rollercoaster
Oh, oh ohh

Crank it up
Dont stop
You can give it all you got
Lets rock dont stop
You can give it all you got
At the top top top
You can give it all you got
Oh, oh ohh

All the ladies song along now!
Oh, oh ohh
Oh, oh ohh
Oh, oh ohh
Oh, oh ohh
Oh, oh ohh

We'll party, party, p-party
You know we're never sober
Once we step on the floor
You know we take it over
Hands up in the air
We on a rollercoaster
Oh, oh ohh

Crank it up
Dont stop
You can give it all you got
Lets rock dont stop
You can give it all you got
At the top top top
You can give it all you got
Oh, oh ohh

We'll party, party, p-party
You know we're never sober
Once we step on the floor
You know we take it over
Hands up in the air
We on a rollercoaster
Oh, oh ohh

Crank it up
Dont stop
You can give it all you got
Lets rock dont stop
You can give it all you got
At the top top top
You can give it all you got
Oh, oh ohh

lil jon - keep yo chillin out the street

[Big Gipp talking]
Hello what's happening world?
Yo this Big Gipp I've been called down
By Lil Jon And The Eastside Boys & The Eastside Boyz
To tell you what's really happening
On these streets in the A-town man
Cause you know a lot of shit going on
A lot of flaw, a lot of people moving up
A lot of people moving down
You know what I mean, but after this
I'm a tell you the truth now

Now after these 12 bars the world is gonna know a few facts
And after these 12 bars you might get your shoulders in your laps
See the neighborhood boys and the economy getting worse
The candy lady jumping fifties outta Easter purse
Bill Kammer gone, Shirley Franklin in
The GC closed down, Mike Chiles got ten
The feds locked the pimps up for pimpin in the south
You may control her mind, but you can't control her mouth
And these R&B stars having sex with the kids
Need to be chopped up and castrated and served to the pigs
Oh yeah homeboy, you big time in yo state
But around here sucker, you get squeezed like grapes
This a word to the wise, the gravy get chunky
Somebody will pull that steel, throw it up an get funky
I got that Wayne rims, Winnie the Pooh and Mr. Miyagi
And horse tranquilizers that will fuck up your body
The wolves out hunting they looking for new meat
Better gather up your guns and keep yo chillin out the street
I said the mutant's out hunting, he looking for fresh meat
Better gather up your guns and keep yo chillin out the street, nigga

[Big Gipp talking to end]

lil jon - move bitch

Here we come - here we come hoe - here we come
Here we come hoe - here we come - here we come hoe - here we come
Here we come hoe - here we come - here we come hoe - here we come
Here we come hoe - here we come - here we come hoe - here we come

[Hook - 2x's]
Move bitch, get out the way hoe
Fuck that shit, get out the way hoe
Move bitch, get out the way hoe
Fuck that shit, get out the way hoe

[Lord Infamous]
Nigga Three Six Mafia burn inside the southern territorial
Leavin' a memorial page in editorial
When ? watch yo back go front ?? Scarecrow
Leave 'em stiff and froze my foes and hit 'em like Rose in China snow
Wanna see the costs of the bosses comin' to toss it
Ain't no losses, ain't no crosses, leave you dead in a closet
Family recked from yo death-death, from yo early death
Packin' some in jars, sendin' two off for the chef
Cause I melt them with medicine
I'm perscription called death when ?

[J-Bo]
Oh there she go, old triflin' bitch
Straight take a hoe nigga, always out to lick
And when shit is gettin' thick
Out the door she split
She straight slick
But I'm slicker than that bitch gon' get
So now move bitch, get out the way hoe and lay low
So say hoe, you just another stank hoe
Trickin' on the dance flo'
Lookin' kinda slutty though
I'm all about my money hoe when I bump on yo stereo
And everywhere I go, it's the same old shit
Jumpin' drawz just like a broad, so bitch fuck this now

[Hook]

[Sean Paul]
They know me from my Lac's and my creases, I'm Sean Paul (Sean Paul)
Slap the fuck out of each and all y'all (all y'all)
I done seen niggaz fall, I done seen niggaz ball
I done seen big girls shake with lil' bitty drawz (bitty drawz)
And uh, the other day this bitch got smacked in the jaw (in the jaw)
I done seen a whole lot, niggaz ain't seen what I saw (yeah)
I'm in it too deep, I could never come flaw (come flaw)
If ya talkin' bout that pistol my nigga you better draw
Okay, always sayin' shit that I mean
Pelle Pelle, A-Town nigga gotta come clean

[Gangsta Boo]
What's up motherfucka what's up
Time to get real crunk, time to tear the club up
All these sissy ass hoes talkin' shit about this lady
Why you tryin' to doubt me baby
I'm the shit, you can't fade me
Now look what done happened, we done hooked up with Eastside Boyz
Bringin' noise
Makin' moves like the fuckin' U-Haul boys
Gangsta Boo be groovin' always choosin', what's up with you nigga
Gangsta Boo be makin' nothin' but hits increase to bigger figures
Nigga don't play with the muthafuckin' don't play lady
On the way, God damn what you bitches say
Nigga

[Hook]

[Lil' Jon]
Ah, Ah, Ahhhh-ha-ha-ha
We comin' through like the Rock bitch
Knock you out yo motherfuckin' socks bitch
Droppin' bows like nothin' wrong bitch
Bitch I'll break yo motherfuckin' nose bitch
Didn't we tell yo ass to move bitch
Now yo head busted ? two fuckin' bricks
So get yo fire and dip hoe
Cause a nigga gone off that Quevo
Why you still runnin' yo mouth bitch
You must've not known who you fuckin' with
We'll leave you dead in a fuckin' ditch
Cause we runnin' with the Three Triple Six
And them guns for them young hoes
We'll leave ya firm like a dildo
All my niggaz doin' Fed time
We'll leave yo belly filled with that iron

[Hook 2x's]

[Juicy J]
I'm lookin' for them big butts
Nothin but them quick sluts
Something kinda freaky like skinny hoe givin' up
Maybe a nigga'll take the camp
Probably let her ride my lap
Made playaz from the Memphis Tenn, bitch I'm on the map
I'm the kinda nigga bro' push a 450 hoe
Down the strip, Hennessy I sip on the low-low
Hit me on my ? horn
Can record, make a porn movie
Don't be choosy with this nigga Juicy
Ready to?

[Chyna Whyte]
What y'all know to be part of this
You gotta be on some heartless shit
And whether it's legal or dirty, I'ma ball regardless trick
And I don't give a fuck if you the tallest or the smallest bitch
Don't none of you hoes know about this order shit
Chyna Whyte I live that street life
And I ain't gon' be happy till I got my momma eatin' right
Still the one to grip that motherfuckin' heater tight
And I'm still tryin' to find a motherfuckin' key to life
Ya heard me

[Hook 2x's]

[DJ Paul]
I might not be the freshest nigga up in the club
But shoulda seen when I walked in the hoes said "What the fuck"
They saw me VIP in the VIP y'all
With these Rollies and the ? they be wonderin' "Who are y'all"
We be steppin' no less than 30 deep and thinkin' we some stars
My enterage spendin' no less than 80 G's on they cars
If I took you to my crib you probably wouldn't believe or think I'm liein'
Check my soundscan hoe, if I'm liein' or dyin'

lil jon - snap yo fingers

(Lil Jon feat. E-40, Sean Paul)
Snap Ya Fingers

[Intro:]
What's happenin'? Dis ya boy Lil Jon! BME Clik!
What's up 40? What's happenin'?
What's up Sean Paul? What's happenin'?
Hey! Now ladies and gentlemen, it's about dat time
To turn this thang on out
Now let me see everybody do this..
Hey! Let's go!

[Hook: (2x)]
Snap ya fingers! Do ya step!
You can do it all by yo self!
Let me see you do it! Ay!
Let me see you do it! Ay!

[Lil Jon:]
Snap ya fingers and then rock wit it
Do it, do it, do it, do it, gon drop wit it
Do a step wit it put your hips wit it
All my ladies let me see ya put a twist wit it

You can't do like me, I'm by myself
I do it so good, I don't need nobody else
What's happenin', what's up
Got da purp fired up
What's happenin', what's up
Got Patrone in my cup

I pop, I drank
I'm on Patrone and purp, I can't thank
I'm blowed, to tha go
Don't know how tha hell I'm gettin home

[Hook: (2x)]
Snap ya fingers! Do ya step!
You can do it all by yo self!
Let me see you do it! Ay!
Let me see you do it! Ay!

[Hook: (2x)]

[E-40:]
Straight from da bay, posted in tha 'A'
Bout to hit tha club, we been mobbin' all day
Drinkin' on some rossa dyin' off Patrone
VIP style, strapped wit my chrome

Look around tha club, what do I see
Everybody rockin' side to side to tha beat
Snappin' they fingers, bouncin' to tha groove
All by they self, that's tha new move

Nigga where I'm from, we like to go dumm
I'm soakin' up tha game, I'm seein' how its done
I ask shawty what they call it, she said tha Pool Palace
Staright from Bankhead, I said you good at it

Do what cha do, you and ya crew
They even got playa's and thugs doin' it too
The mo' that I drank, tha more it's lookin' smooth
I's nuthin to a boss, I can do tha shit too!

[Hook: (2x)]

[Sean Paul:]
Chillin' in tha bip, yeah we get crunk
Niggas poppin' bottles and these bitches gettin' drunk
Rollin' up tha kush, put it in tha air
I'm throwin' up tha E's to let em' know we in here

Brand new shoes, brand new tool
Pull out tha ol school, cuz I'm feelin' real cool
Yeah I'm from tha 'A', so I'm leanin' and rockin'
Snappin' my fingers, then reachin' for my glock BITCH!

Reppin' my block BITCH!, straight from tha deck
When you snap ya fingers shawty, gotta jerk ya neck
Smokin' on tha best, we don't fuck wit dat mess
I bet you can't do it, do it, do it like this

Yeah I'm back to tha track, back to tha snap
1, 2 step, then you gotta lean back
Dis is how we do it in tha 'A town'
(And if you ain't know) this how it go down!!!

[Hook: (2x)]

Hey! Hey!

lil jon - turn down for what

Fire up the loud
another round of shots

turn down for what
turn down for what
turn down for what
turn down for what
turn down for what

Fire up the loud
another round of shots

turn down for what
turn down for what
turn down for what
turn down for what
turn down for what

Fire up the loud
another round of shots
Fire up the loud
another round of shots
Fire up the loud
another round of shots
Fire up the loud
another round of shots

turn down for what
turn down for what
turn down for what
turn down for what
turn down for what

lil jon - real nigga roll call

[Lil Jon talking]
Yeah!
Right about now (whats up)
It's time for the real nigga role call
Now when you hear your city or state being called
You put your motherfuckin' middle finger up in this bitch
ATL, St. Louis, Alabahma, Chicago, The Carolina's, Nep Town
DC, The Bay Area, VA, Miami, New York niggaz, Texas, You know!

[hook]
[Lil Jon]
Ya'll niggaz can't fuck wit my niggaz ho! [x4]

[chorus]
[Lil Jon and Ice Cube]
Mothafuck that nigga! [x4]
Mothafuck that bitch! [x4]

[Lil Jon]
Ya'll bitches!
Come on flexin' ass flauntin' ass niggaz!
My Niggaz!
Be some real ass trill ass niggaz!
Your Niggaz!
Be some ho ass pussy ass niggaz!
My Niggaz!
Be some head-bustin' gangsta ass niggaz!
Your Niggaz!
Be some runnin' and scary ass niggaz!
My Niggaz!
Be some Roy Jones beat ya ass niggaz!
Your Niggaz!
Be some cake and handcuffin' ass niggaz!
My Niggaz!
Be some "Send them hoes out!" ass niggaz!
Your Niggaz!
Be some tricking "Don't pay them hoes!" ass niggaz!
My Niggaz!
Be some Don Juan pimpin' ass niggaz!
Your Niggaz!
Be some 22 havin' ass niggaz!
My Niggaz!
Be some chopper street sweepin' ass niggaz!
Your Niggaz!
Them ol' half ounce sellin' ass niggaz!
My Niggaz!
Be some dirty bird movin' ass niggaz!
Your Niggaz!
Be some kissin' security ass ass niggaz!
My Niggaz!
Fuck them hoes and let 'em know ass niggaz!

[Hook]X4
[Chorus]X4

[Ice Cube]
See I'ma mean nigga
Youse afraid nigga
Ol' pretend nigga
Smile and grin nigga
I hate a false nigga
Diana Ross nigga
So if ya lost nigga
Meet the boss nigga
He's a super nigga
Grin and groupa nigga
Act stupid nigga
I'll fuckin' nuke the nigga
Cause youse a happy nigga
And i'm a nappy nigga
Fuckin' scrappy nigga
Meet ya pappy nigga
Its ice cube nigga
And lil jon nigga
So if ya drunk nigga
Keep it crunk nigga
Til' you punk nigga
Feel the bump nigga
Get yo testifying ass in the trunk nigga
You wanna tell nigga
I'll dump a shell nigga
Send a frail nigga
Str8 ta hell nigga
Thats ya shelter nigga
Heltah-a-skelta nigga
And when I belt a nigga
They'll know nigga!

[hook]X4
[chorus]X4

[Lil Jon Talking]
Yeah!
I see you and your lil click up in the club nigga
I see y'all niggaz over there talkin' that shit
But you know what nigga
Bitch niggaz get dealt wit motherfuckin' real quick!

[Ice Cube]
Here we come boy
Real niggaz shoot ta kill betta run boy
Or you can tell me how I feel as a
Real nigga
Which nigga
Go get a bitch nigga
No better
Hoes better do what I say
Cause I'm insane in the brain
Bitch I got rip chains in my veins
Real niggaz never change
We just let it bang
Roll thru the gutter lane
Daddy said let 'em hang
And cut 'em like its butter mayne
Skeet skeet skeet
Naw thats the other mayne
Cause my skeet never leave
Gotta struggle mayne
TNA ain't workin' niggaz DNA
That crazy bitch'll have ya ass off E&J
Fake niggaz got these real bitches bein' gay
Til my peoples come around its like night and day
Now she wanna change her god and the way she pray
Authentic niggaz all know thats the playa way

[hook]X4
[chorus]X4

[Lil Jon]
We runnin this bitch
Ya'll niggaz ain't shit
We runnin this bitch
Ya'll niggaz ain't shit
We in the club gettin' crunk
You in the club gettin' stomped
We in the club gettin' crunk
You in the club gettin' stomped
We in the hood on the block
You in the hood gettin' shot
We in the hood on the block
You in the hood gettin' shot
We quick ta show you what we bout
You quick to run ya fuckin' mouth
We quick ta show you what we bout
You quick to run ya fuckin' mouth
Real niggaz from the east
And we act a fucking beast
Real niggaz from the east
And we act a fuckin beast
We gangsta niggaz from the west
Puttin' holes in ya vest
We gangsta niggaz from the west
Puttin' holes in ya vest
My midwest niggaz hard
Quick ta pull ya fuckin' card
My midwest niggaz hard
Quick ta pull ya fuckin' card
And down south we set if off
Blow ya fuckin' face off
And down south we set if off
Blow ya fuckin' face off (real nigga role call!)

lil jon - hey

[Lil' Jon]
Ladies and gentlemen (hey hey hey)
I don't know bout you (what)
But I came to party tonight (yeah)
If you with me (what)
Put your hands up right now
Put em up put em up put em up (hey)

Drinks up high every time I hit the party
Shots shots shots shots shots
Cuz it's time to get retarded
Everybody (everybody) grab a motherfucking cup
And drink that shit 'til you get fucked up
Shake that ass (shake that ass)
Like it's your birthday (birthday)
Stay out like tomorrow ain't a work day
(work day)

Let's get crunk let's get drunk
Let's get buck ass wild tear it up

[3OH!3]
Turn the lights down low
And let the DJ go
Until the speakers blow
(stay up till the break of dawn)

Take a sip of Jack
She needs a sip of that
There ain't no turning back

[Chorus]
Hey! I don't care
(I don't care)
Whenever there's a party
I'm the first one with a drink in the air
(put em up, put em up)
We can share
(Yeah!)
Cause when we finish this one
There will be another bottle right here

Heeeeeey [8x]

[Lil' Jon]
Bottles in the air
Pour me another one
Who believe in havin' sex?
I'm tryin to get me some
Fuck it nice and slow
When the base get low
Jump up on the table and lose control
Fucked up (fucked up)
Get wasted (wasted)
Get crazy and get shit faceded (faceded)

Let's get crunk let's get drunk
Let's get buck ass wild tear it up

[3OH!3]
When the basses low
You work it nice and slow
You let your body go
(shake it till the break of dawn)
You can take a shot of anything they got
Dance on the table top

[Chorus]
Hey! I don't care
(I don't care)
Whenever there's a party
I'm the first one with a drink in the air
(put em up, put em up)
We can share
(Yeah)
Cause when we finish this one
There will be another bottle right here

Heeeeeey [8x]

We don't want this night to end
We wont sleep
Then we'll do it again [x2]

Cause when we finish this one
there will be another bottle right here

Heeeeeey [8x]

lil jon