[a=1][c=4]>>>>>>>>> BİA BİA <<<<<<<<<[/c][/a]
[Big Kap]
Ay Yo check this out, supreme figga nigga Big Kap
Rockin with Lil' Jon, Eastside Boyz, Chyna Whyte
(Ludacris nigga) Dog (Ay tell them niggaz what's up though)
If you scared, get the fuck out the club nigga!
[Hook - repeat 2X]
Bia Bia (Get 'em up, get 'em up)
Why you actin' like a - like a (Push 'em off, push 'em up!)
Bia Bia (Get 'em up, get 'em up)
Why you fussin' like a - like a (Push 'em off, push 'em up!)
Bia Bia (Get 'em up, get 'em up)
Why you lookin' like a - like a (Push 'em off, push 'em up!)
Bia Bia (Get 'me up, get 'em up)
Why you frontin' like a - like a (Push 'em off, push 'em up!)
[Lil' Jon]
Well get 'em up (Get 'em up)
Push 'em up (Push 'em up)
Stop actin' like a bitch and get yor hands up
Well get 'em up (Get 'em up)
Push 'em up (Push 'em up)
Stop actin' like a bitch and get yo hands up
Well where you from nigga (Where you from)
Where you from nigga (Where you from)
God dammit motherfucker where you from (Where you from)
Well where you from nigga (Where you from)
Where you from nigga (Where you from)
God dammit motherfucker where you from (Where you from)
Well represent yo shit - represent yo shit
Say fuck that clit - say fuck that clit
Represent yo shit - represent yo shit
Say fuck that clit - say fuck that clit
Well you scared (You scared) - You scared (You scared)
Stop actin' like a bitch you scared (You scared)
You scared (You scared) - You scared (You scared)
Stop actin' like a bitch you scared (You scared)
[Hook]
Bia Bia (Get 'em up, get 'em up)
Why you actin' like a - like a (Push 'em off, push 'em up!)
Bia Bia (Get 'em up, get 'em up)
Why you fussin' like a - like a (Push 'em off, push 'em up!)
Bia Bia (Get 'em up, get 'em up)
Why you lookin' like a - like a (Push 'em off, push 'em up!)
Bia Bia (Get 'me up, get 'em up)
Why you frontin' like a - like a (Push 'em off, push 'em up!)
[Chyna Whyte]
Chyna Whyte don't suck no dicks or lick no nuts
Bitch I hit licks and flip bricks
Every two hours switch whips to keep the peoples off me
What you know about that No-Doz and coffee
No sleep, I'm lookin' 40
With three bricks in a 740
Bitch I ain't got time to party
I'm breakin' bread with Dominican niggaz
Over a hot Bennigan's dinner
Thinkin' how I'ma cop the 6 at the beginnin' of winter
Chrome it out and then fit it with timber, that's wood grain
What you ain't know, this a hood thang
All my thugs let ya wood swang
Bitches make ya ass clap
I'm takin' all y'all ASCAP and BMI
Catch me drivin' DUI
Look cause I don't give a fuck nigga I'm livin to die
Who on this track fuckin with me, y'all is willin' to try
Chyna Whyte the thug bitch with no feelings inside, motherfucker
[Hook]
Bia Bia (Get 'em up, get 'em up)
Why you actin' like a - like a (Push 'em off, push 'em up!)
Bia Bia (Get 'em up, get 'em up)
Why you fussin' like a - like a (Push 'em off, push 'em up!)
Bia Bia (Get 'em up, get 'em up)
Why you lookin' like a - like a (Push 'em off, push 'em up!)
Bia Bia (Get 'me up, get 'em up)
Why you frontin' like a - like a (Push 'em off, push 'em up!)
[Ludacris]
Well pour out the Henn and Coke and fire up that dro'
It's Ludacris off Old National and Godby Road
The block is sold, "CLEAR!" then I shocked the globe
I clock the hoes, lock do's and drop the 'bows
I rock the shows; pop lock and knock yo nose
You Bia' Bia', I grab my .44 and mop the flo'
I +Mop & Glo'+; the Feds tryin to stop my dough
They claim they caught me at the docks with a flock of snow
I bring the pain - cock back and swing the thang
Yo' girl mad cause she told me don't even bring the thang
And then I told her - I said it's cool, get at me
And then my voice got raaaassspy
Cause I was smokin' on some Cali and my eyes were dazed
I was in the zone, coulda thrown up them tre's
And if you lost, Lil' Jon's got some Eastside ways
So stop actin' like a Bia if yo ass ain't blaze
[Chorus]
Bia Bia (Get 'em up, get 'em up)
Why you actin' like a - like a (Push 'em off, push 'em up!)
Bia Bia (Get 'em up, get 'em up)
Why you fussin' like a - like a (Push 'em off, push 'em up!)
Bia Bia (Get 'em up, get 'em up)
Why you lookin' like a - like a (Push 'em off, push 'em up!)
Bia Bia (Get 'me up, get 'em up)
Why you frontin' like a - like a (Push 'em off, push 'em up!)
[Too ]
Bitch niggaz in the house tell me what's up
A nigga slapped you in the mouth and told you shut up
Somebody holler get 'em and now you just a victim
Shorty tried to stick 'em, told the pit bull to sick 'em
I know he wanna run but he can't he assed out
Punched him in his chin and then he passed out
Woke up with his pockets turned inside-out
Always hit them weak motherfuckaz right in they mouth
You better stay out the way and act like you ain't havin' shit
Cause niggaz will run up in yo ass like you a nasty bitch
You little bitch, that's what the callin' you
You'd be a damn fool to act like you ballin' dude
Mindin' yo business, they grabbed you by yo collar
You feel like Marvin Gaye cause they make you wanna holler
But since you can't run, you might as well fight
Quit actin' like a bitch and live a real life
You just a - "Bia' Bia'!"
[a=1][c=4]>>>>>>>>> HEAD BUSSA <<<<<<<<<[/c][/a]
[Lil Jon]
Let's rise!
for the international headbussaz
wassup Lil Scrappy Lil Scrappy Lil Scrappy BME click
(who are you?) I'm Lil Jon Okay!
BOOM
[Chorus]
We some head bussaz
we some head bussaz
we'll knock a hata out
we some head bussaz
we some head bussaz
we some head bussaz
we'll knock a hata out
we some head bussaz
[Lil Scrappy]
I made up my mind that i'ma strike and i'm ready to fight
checkin out my steel killin every punk nigga in site
we expite i knew you bitches didn't wanna brawl
bitch i'll swang on all of ya'll
i'm the beast from the east
wit da fangs on my teeth
i'll murder all of ya'll bitches in da middle of da street
and i don't give a fuck if ya'll don't like me
straight knock yo ass in captivity
down south i'll ride shoot and kill homicide
it be nothin shawty tiull the day that i die
we strive on tearin heads up!
and every where we go we gon tear dat bitch up
we don't give a fuck about havin no click
the A got my back and i ain't takin no shit
excuse me shawty get the fuck out my face
befo we get mad and shoot up the whole place
[Chorus]
[Lil Scrappy]
I speak my mind cuz bitin my tongue hurt
murder yo ass and lyrics and put yo face on a shirt
i'm a muthafucka rider i thought ya'll knew
and i reppin nothin if it's twenty of you
i think it's plenty of you that really want the shawty dead
watch what ya said lil shawty i'm makin bread
fuck all ya'll hataz and hatred blood to match
a long way plus i roll wit G's and Gat's
and shawty matter a fact these trill G's and dub's
we ain't talkin behind yo back and we ain't scared to bust
i'm by myself but bein alone makes you strong
i stepped out the porch young so shawty i've been grown
[Chorus]
[Lil Scrappy]
ATL off da chain down here
ya come with dat gat and no action
you gon dissapear
you walk in da club it's tight like brass knuckles
straight info on hata like be chumpin off turned brothas
beatin in ya door wit dat clip on da tech
beatin down ya block in that 89' Chevy
tellin stupid bros we throwin bows that we ready
screamin "swang shawty" to da boys dat can't stand me
yeah shawty i'ma ATL slugga
knockin out heads on ya pussy muthafuckaz
shawty be sayin "scrap you cool boy"
but i known in my heart i'ma headbussa boy!
[Chorus]
[a=1][c=4]>>>>>>>>> SNAP YO FİNGERS <<<<<<<<<[/c][/a]
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 yo 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 yo 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 think
I'm blowed, to go
don't know how tha hell I'm gettin home
[Hook: (2x)]
[E-40:]
Straight from da bay, posted in tha 'ABout to hit tha club, we been mobbin' all day
Drinkin' on some Rossi, dyin' off Patrone
VIP stats, 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 dumb
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 nothing 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 that 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 rockinSnappin' 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 goes down
[Hook: (2x)]
Hey! Hey! Hey! (goes until fades away)
[a=1][c=4]>>>>>>>>> GET LOW <<<<<<<<<[/c][/a]
dum dum dum---dum da da da da dum
Brrr dum dum dum---dum da da da da dum
Brrr dum dum dum---dum da da da da dum
Brrr dum dum dum---dum da da da da dum
3,6,9 standing real fine move it to you suck it to me one mo time
Get low, Get low, Get Low, Get Low
To the window, to the wall, (to dat wall)
To the sweat drop down my balls (MY BALLS)
To all you bitches crawl (crawl)
To all skee skee motherfucker (motherfucker!) all skee skee got dam (Got dam)
To all skee skee motherfucker (motherfucker!) all skee skee got dam (Got dam)
Shortie crunk so fresh so clean
can she fuck that question been harassing me in the mind
this bitch is fine
I done came to the club about 50th 11 times
now can I play with yo panty line
the club owner said I need to calm down
security guard go to sweating me now
We got drunk then a motherfucker threaten me now
She getting crunk in the club I mine she work it
Then I like to see the female twerking
taking the clothes off BUCKEY naked
ATL. Hoe don't disrespect it
Pa pop yo pussy like this
cause yin yang twins in this bitch
Lil Jon and the East side boys wit me
and we all like to see Ass and tities
Now bring yo ass over here hoe
and let me see you get low if you want this Thug
Now take it to the floor (to the floor) and if yo ass wanta act you can keep
yo ass where you at
3,6,9 standing real fine move it to you suck it to me one mo time
Get low, Get low, Get Low, Get Low
To the window, to the wall, (to dat wall)
To the sweat drop down my balls (MY BALLS)
To all these bitches crawl (crawl)
To all skee skee motherfucker (motherfucker!) all skee skee got dam (Got dam)
To all skee skee motherfucker (motherfucker!) all skee skee got dam (Got dam)
Let me see you get low you scared you, scared you
Drop dat ass to the floor you scared you, scared you
Let me see you get low you scared you, scared you
Drop dat ass to the floor you scared you, scared you
Turn dat ass (EH!) shake it fast ya (EH!)
Pop dat ass (EH!) to the left and the right ya (EH!)
Turn dat ass (EH!) shake it fast ya (EH!)
Pop dat ass (EH!) to the left and the right ya (EH!)
Now back, back, back it up (Ahhh!)
a back,(Ahhh!) back, back it up (Ahhh!)
a back,(Ahhh!) back, back it up (Ahhh!)
a back,(Ahhh!) back, back it up (Ahhh!)
Now stop ( O) then wiggle wit, yeaaaa
Now stop ( O) then wiggle wit, yeaaaa
Now stop ( O) then wiggle wit, yeaaaa
Now stop ( O) then wiggle wit, wiggle wit it
3,6,9 standing real fine move it to you suck it to me one mo time
Get low, Get low, Get Low, Get Low
To the window, to the wall, (to dat wall)
To the sweat drop down my balls (MY BALLS)
To all these bitches crawl (crawl)
To all skee skee motherfucker (motherfucker!) all skee skee got dam (Got dam)
To all skee skee motherfucker (motherfucker!) all skee skee got dam (Got dam)
Now give me my doe back and go get ya friend
Stupid bitch standing there while I'm drinking my hen
Steady looking at me Still asking questions
Times up nigga pass me another contestant
Hoe move to the left if you ain't bout 50th
Done talk through 3 or 4 songs already
looking at a nigga with yo palm all out
bitch I ain't even seen you dance
Twerk something baby work something baby
Pop yo pussy on the pole do yo thang baby
Slide down dat bitch
wit yo little bit then stop
Get back on the floor catch yo balance then drop
Now bring it back up clap yo ass like hands
I just wanna see yo ass drity dance
ying yang we done again
And put it on the map like annnnn
3,6,9 standing real fine move it to you suck it to me one mo time
Get low, Get low, Get Low, Get Low
To the window, to the wall, (to dat wall)
To the sweat drop down my balls (MY BALLS)
To all these bitches crawl (crawl)
To all skee skee motherfucker (motherfucker!) all skee skee got dam (Got dam)
To all skee skee motherfucker (motherfucker!) all skee skee got dam (Got dam)
Got dam (Got dam) ya y'all twreking a little bit ladies
But ya got to twrek alittle bit harder then dat
now right now I need all the ladies dat know they look good tonite
(where my sexy ladies) we want y'all to do this shit like this
Bend over to the front touch toes
back dat ass up and down and get low (get low)
Bend over to the front touch toes
back dat ass up and down and get low (get low)
Bend over to the front touch toes
back dat ass up and down and get low (get low)
Bend over to the front touch toes
back dat ass up and down and get low (get low)
3,6,9 standing real fine move it to you sing it to me one mo time
Get low, Get low, Get Low, Get Low
To the window, to the wall, (to dat wall)
To the sweat drop down my balls (MY BALLS)
To all these bitches crawl (crawl)
To all skee skee motherfucker (motherfucker!) all skee skee got dam (Got dam)
To all skee skee motherfucker (motherfucker!) all skee skee got dam (Got dam)
Brrr dum dum dum---dum da da da da dum
Brrr dum dum dum---dum da da da da dum---Brrrrrrrmmmmm
Brrr dum dum dum---dum da da da da dum---Brrrrrrrmmmmm
Brrr dum dum dum---dum da da da da dum
[a=1][c=4]>>>>>>>>> MOVE BİCHT <<<<<<<<<[/c][/a]
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'
[a=1][c=4]>>>>>>>>> WHAT THEY GONNA<<<<<<<<<[/c][/a]
[Lil' Jon]
Yea
What...What
Check dis out right (Yea)
Lil' Jon and the mothafukin East Side Boyz
The Kings of crunk
Back at chu wit some new shit
Now jus cause we went platinum and shit don't mean we gon change nigga
We the muthafukin Kings of crunk and we gon' always get this muthafucka crunk
Now let's talk about some more niggas
[Chorus]
If you roll up in the club and them niggas wanna mug
When you step up to they face what they gon' do shit
If you roll up in the club and them hoes start actin' up
When you step up to them hoes what they gon' do shit
What they gon' do shit [repeat 8 times]
[Lil' Jon]
Fuck nigga what's up,
Hell nah you aint gon' buck all dat shitin' at the mouth gon get cha fucked up
Pussy nigga what's up,
Hell nah you aint gon' buck all dat shitin' at the mouth gon get cha fucked up
You don't game in the club wit yo muthafuckin click
We don't give a fuck hoe, ya'll pussy like bitches
You don't game in the club wit you muthafuckin click
We don't give a fuck hoe, ya'll pussy like bitches
It's some East-side niggas and they deep in this bitch
and they step the ever nigga that be talkin that shit
It's some West-side niggas and they deep in this bitch
and they step the ever nigga that be talkin that shit
It's some North-side niggas and they deep in this bitch
and they step the ever nigga that be talkin that shit
It's some South-side niggas and they deep in this bitch
and they step the ever nigga that be talkin that shit
[Chorus]
[Lil' Scrappy]
My brains is takin in too much pain
I'm bout explode first and then take names
But its cool lil' shawty don't be so alarmed
I learned to bruise nigga without jabbing the arm
I don't play wit muthafuckers cause this shit be real
Make ya hold yo breath longer den a navy seal
And them bows (oh) will leave yo ass dead in the path
Like the way you can't differ yo dick from yo ass
I smoke bows wit my niggas (what)
Fuck hoes wit my niggas (what)
How the fuck you think I feel bout deforming yo figure (yeah)
It's a close casket
For them hatin baskets
Its some g's that's real and some messed up fagots (ha ha)
Who you talkin to bitch?
What chu gon do trick?
When its obvious to see that chu aint gon do shit
Lil' Scrappy the Prince and I aint taking no chump
I'm a quiet crunk nigga and fuck being the punk
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
Yea... Yea... Yea
I'm lookin round dis muthafukin club (What)
Them niggas still muthafuking looking over here and shit (looking over here and talkin and shit)
Think we gonna get some muthafucking straightenin going on in this muthafuker (Yea)
Dis what we gon' muthafukin do (What's up)
We gon' walk over to dis muthafuckin niggas (Yea)
An talk to they ass like dis
Only bitches' talk shit (What)
Only bitches' talk shit (What)
Only bitches talk shit that's why we bustin' yo shit
Only bitches' talk shit (What)
Only bitches' talk shit (What)
Only bitches talk shit that's why we bustin' yo shit
We real niggas (what) ya'll hoes (ya'll hoes)
We real niggas (what) ya'll hoes (ya'll hoes)
We real niggas (what) ya'll hoes (ya'll hoes)
We real niggas (what) ya'll hoes (ya'll hoes)
[Chorus]
[Big Kap]
Ay Yo check this out, supreme figga nigga Big Kap
Rockin with Lil' Jon, Eastside Boyz, Chyna Whyte
(Ludacris nigga) Dog (Ay tell them niggaz what's up though)
If you scared, get the fuck out the club nigga!
[Hook - repeat 2X]
Bia Bia (Get 'em up, get 'em up)
Why you actin' like a - like a (Push 'em off, push 'em up!)
Bia Bia (Get 'em up, get 'em up)
Why you fussin' like a - like a (Push 'em off, push 'em up!)
Bia Bia (Get 'em up, get 'em up)
Why you lookin' like a - like a (Push 'em off, push 'em up!)
Bia Bia (Get 'me up, get 'em up)
Why you frontin' like a - like a (Push 'em off, push 'em up!)
[Lil' Jon]
Well get 'em up (Get 'em up)
Push 'em up (Push 'em up)
Stop actin' like a bitch and get yor hands up
Well get 'em up (Get 'em up)
Push 'em up (Push 'em up)
Stop actin' like a bitch and get yo hands up
Well where you from nigga (Where you from)
Where you from nigga (Where you from)
God dammit motherfucker where you from (Where you from)
Well where you from nigga (Where you from)
Where you from nigga (Where you from)
God dammit motherfucker where you from (Where you from)
Well represent yo shit - represent yo shit
Say fuck that clit - say fuck that clit
Represent yo shit - represent yo shit
Say fuck that clit - say fuck that clit
Well you scared (You scared) - You scared (You scared)
Stop actin' like a bitch you scared (You scared)
You scared (You scared) - You scared (You scared)
Stop actin' like a bitch you scared (You scared)
[Hook]
Bia Bia (Get 'em up, get 'em up)
Why you actin' like a - like a (Push 'em off, push 'em up!)
Bia Bia (Get 'em up, get 'em up)
Why you fussin' like a - like a (Push 'em off, push 'em up!)
Bia Bia (Get 'em up, get 'em up)
Why you lookin' like a - like a (Push 'em off, push 'em up!)
Bia Bia (Get 'me up, get 'em up)
Why you frontin' like a - like a (Push 'em off, push 'em up!)
[Chyna Whyte]
Chyna Whyte don't suck no dicks or lick no nuts
Bitch I hit licks and flip bricks
Every two hours switch whips to keep the peoples off me
What you know about that No-Doz and coffee
No sleep, I'm lookin' 40
With three bricks in a 740
Bitch I ain't got time to party
I'm breakin' bread with Dominican niggaz
Over a hot Bennigan's dinner
Thinkin' how I'ma cop the 6 at the beginnin' of winter
Chrome it out and then fit it with timber, that's wood grain
What you ain't know, this a hood thang
All my thugs let ya wood swang
Bitches make ya ass clap
I'm takin' all y'all ASCAP and BMI
Catch me drivin' DUI
Look cause I don't give a fuck nigga I'm livin to die
Who on this track fuckin with me, y'all is willin' to try
Chyna Whyte the thug bitch with no feelings inside, motherfucker
[Hook]
Bia Bia (Get 'em up, get 'em up)
Why you actin' like a - like a (Push 'em off, push 'em up!)
Bia Bia (Get 'em up, get 'em up)
Why you fussin' like a - like a (Push 'em off, push 'em up!)
Bia Bia (Get 'em up, get 'em up)
Why you lookin' like a - like a (Push 'em off, push 'em up!)
Bia Bia (Get 'me up, get 'em up)
Why you frontin' like a - like a (Push 'em off, push 'em up!)
[Ludacris]
Well pour out the Henn and Coke and fire up that dro'
It's Ludacris off Old National and Godby Road
The block is sold, "CLEAR!" then I shocked the globe
I clock the hoes, lock do's and drop the 'bows
I rock the shows; pop lock and knock yo nose
You Bia' Bia', I grab my .44 and mop the flo'
I +Mop & Glo'+; the Feds tryin to stop my dough
They claim they caught me at the docks with a flock of snow
I bring the pain - cock back and swing the thang
Yo' girl mad cause she told me don't even bring the thang
And then I told her - I said it's cool, get at me
And then my voice got raaaassspy
Cause I was smokin' on some Cali and my eyes were dazed
I was in the zone, coulda thrown up them tre's
And if you lost, Lil' Jon's got some Eastside ways
So stop actin' like a Bia if yo ass ain't blaze
[Chorus]
Bia Bia (Get 'em up, get 'em up)
Why you actin' like a - like a (Push 'em off, push 'em up!)
Bia Bia (Get 'em up, get 'em up)
Why you fussin' like a - like a (Push 'em off, push 'em up!)
Bia Bia (Get 'em up, get 'em up)
Why you lookin' like a - like a (Push 'em off, push 'em up!)
Bia Bia (Get 'me up, get 'em up)
Why you frontin' like a - like a (Push 'em off, push 'em up!)
[Too ]
Bitch niggaz in the house tell me what's up
A nigga slapped you in the mouth and told you shut up
Somebody holler get 'em and now you just a victim
Shorty tried to stick 'em, told the pit bull to sick 'em
I know he wanna run but he can't he assed out
Punched him in his chin and then he passed out
Woke up with his pockets turned inside-out
Always hit them weak motherfuckaz right in they mouth
You better stay out the way and act like you ain't havin' shit
Cause niggaz will run up in yo ass like you a nasty bitch
You little bitch, that's what the callin' you
You'd be a damn fool to act like you ballin' dude
Mindin' yo business, they grabbed you by yo collar
You feel like Marvin Gaye cause they make you wanna holler
But since you can't run, you might as well fight
Quit actin' like a bitch and live a real life
You just a - "Bia' Bia'!"
[a=1][c=4]>>>>>>>>> HEAD BUSSA <<<<<<<<<[/c][/a]
[Lil Jon]
Let's rise!
for the international headbussaz
wassup Lil Scrappy Lil Scrappy Lil Scrappy BME click
(who are you?) I'm Lil Jon Okay!
BOOM
[Chorus]
We some head bussaz
we some head bussaz
we'll knock a hata out
we some head bussaz
we some head bussaz
we some head bussaz
we'll knock a hata out
we some head bussaz
[Lil Scrappy]
I made up my mind that i'ma strike and i'm ready to fight
checkin out my steel killin every punk nigga in site
we expite i knew you bitches didn't wanna brawl
bitch i'll swang on all of ya'll
i'm the beast from the east
wit da fangs on my teeth
i'll murder all of ya'll bitches in da middle of da street
and i don't give a fuck if ya'll don't like me
straight knock yo ass in captivity
down south i'll ride shoot and kill homicide
it be nothin shawty tiull the day that i die
we strive on tearin heads up!
and every where we go we gon tear dat bitch up
we don't give a fuck about havin no click
the A got my back and i ain't takin no shit
excuse me shawty get the fuck out my face
befo we get mad and shoot up the whole place
[Chorus]
[Lil Scrappy]
I speak my mind cuz bitin my tongue hurt
murder yo ass and lyrics and put yo face on a shirt
i'm a muthafucka rider i thought ya'll knew
and i reppin nothin if it's twenty of you
i think it's plenty of you that really want the shawty dead
watch what ya said lil shawty i'm makin bread
fuck all ya'll hataz and hatred blood to match
a long way plus i roll wit G's and Gat's
and shawty matter a fact these trill G's and dub's
we ain't talkin behind yo back and we ain't scared to bust
i'm by myself but bein alone makes you strong
i stepped out the porch young so shawty i've been grown
[Chorus]
[Lil Scrappy]
ATL off da chain down here
ya come with dat gat and no action
you gon dissapear
you walk in da club it's tight like brass knuckles
straight info on hata like be chumpin off turned brothas
beatin in ya door wit dat clip on da tech
beatin down ya block in that 89' Chevy
tellin stupid bros we throwin bows that we ready
screamin "swang shawty" to da boys dat can't stand me
yeah shawty i'ma ATL slugga
knockin out heads on ya pussy muthafuckaz
shawty be sayin "scrap you cool boy"
but i known in my heart i'ma headbussa boy!
[Chorus]
[a=1][c=4]>>>>>>>>> SNAP YO FİNGERS <<<<<<<<<[/c][/a]
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 yo 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 yo 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 think
I'm blowed, to go
don't know how tha hell I'm gettin home
[Hook: (2x)]
[E-40:]
Straight from da bay, posted in tha 'ABout to hit tha club, we been mobbin' all day
Drinkin' on some Rossi, dyin' off Patrone
VIP stats, 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 dumb
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 nothing 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 that 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 rockinSnappin' 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 goes down
[Hook: (2x)]
Hey! Hey! Hey! (goes until fades away)
[a=1][c=4]>>>>>>>>> GET LOW <<<<<<<<<[/c][/a]
dum dum dum---dum da da da da dum
Brrr dum dum dum---dum da da da da dum
Brrr dum dum dum---dum da da da da dum
Brrr dum dum dum---dum da da da da dum
3,6,9 standing real fine move it to you suck it to me one mo time
Get low, Get low, Get Low, Get Low
To the window, to the wall, (to dat wall)
To the sweat drop down my balls (MY BALLS)
To all you bitches crawl (crawl)
To all skee skee motherfucker (motherfucker!) all skee skee got dam (Got dam)
To all skee skee motherfucker (motherfucker!) all skee skee got dam (Got dam)
Shortie crunk so fresh so clean
can she fuck that question been harassing me in the mind
this bitch is fine
I done came to the club about 50th 11 times
now can I play with yo panty line
the club owner said I need to calm down
security guard go to sweating me now
We got drunk then a motherfucker threaten me now
She getting crunk in the club I mine she work it
Then I like to see the female twerking
taking the clothes off BUCKEY naked
ATL. Hoe don't disrespect it
Pa pop yo pussy like this
cause yin yang twins in this bitch
Lil Jon and the East side boys wit me
and we all like to see Ass and tities
Now bring yo ass over here hoe
and let me see you get low if you want this Thug
Now take it to the floor (to the floor) and if yo ass wanta act you can keep
yo ass where you at
3,6,9 standing real fine move it to you suck it to me one mo time
Get low, Get low, Get Low, Get Low
To the window, to the wall, (to dat wall)
To the sweat drop down my balls (MY BALLS)
To all these bitches crawl (crawl)
To all skee skee motherfucker (motherfucker!) all skee skee got dam (Got dam)
To all skee skee motherfucker (motherfucker!) all skee skee got dam (Got dam)
Let me see you get low you scared you, scared you
Drop dat ass to the floor you scared you, scared you
Let me see you get low you scared you, scared you
Drop dat ass to the floor you scared you, scared you
Turn dat ass (EH!) shake it fast ya (EH!)
Pop dat ass (EH!) to the left and the right ya (EH!)
Turn dat ass (EH!) shake it fast ya (EH!)
Pop dat ass (EH!) to the left and the right ya (EH!)
Now back, back, back it up (Ahhh!)
a back,(Ahhh!) back, back it up (Ahhh!)
a back,(Ahhh!) back, back it up (Ahhh!)
a back,(Ahhh!) back, back it up (Ahhh!)
Now stop ( O) then wiggle wit, yeaaaa
Now stop ( O) then wiggle wit, yeaaaa
Now stop ( O) then wiggle wit, yeaaaa
Now stop ( O) then wiggle wit, wiggle wit it
3,6,9 standing real fine move it to you suck it to me one mo time
Get low, Get low, Get Low, Get Low
To the window, to the wall, (to dat wall)
To the sweat drop down my balls (MY BALLS)
To all these bitches crawl (crawl)
To all skee skee motherfucker (motherfucker!) all skee skee got dam (Got dam)
To all skee skee motherfucker (motherfucker!) all skee skee got dam (Got dam)
Now give me my doe back and go get ya friend
Stupid bitch standing there while I'm drinking my hen
Steady looking at me Still asking questions
Times up nigga pass me another contestant
Hoe move to the left if you ain't bout 50th
Done talk through 3 or 4 songs already
looking at a nigga with yo palm all out
bitch I ain't even seen you dance
Twerk something baby work something baby
Pop yo pussy on the pole do yo thang baby
Slide down dat bitch
wit yo little bit then stop
Get back on the floor catch yo balance then drop
Now bring it back up clap yo ass like hands
I just wanna see yo ass drity dance
ying yang we done again
And put it on the map like annnnn
3,6,9 standing real fine move it to you suck it to me one mo time
Get low, Get low, Get Low, Get Low
To the window, to the wall, (to dat wall)
To the sweat drop down my balls (MY BALLS)
To all these bitches crawl (crawl)
To all skee skee motherfucker (motherfucker!) all skee skee got dam (Got dam)
To all skee skee motherfucker (motherfucker!) all skee skee got dam (Got dam)
Got dam (Got dam) ya y'all twreking a little bit ladies
But ya got to twrek alittle bit harder then dat
now right now I need all the ladies dat know they look good tonite
(where my sexy ladies) we want y'all to do this shit like this
Bend over to the front touch toes
back dat ass up and down and get low (get low)
Bend over to the front touch toes
back dat ass up and down and get low (get low)
Bend over to the front touch toes
back dat ass up and down and get low (get low)
Bend over to the front touch toes
back dat ass up and down and get low (get low)
3,6,9 standing real fine move it to you sing it to me one mo time
Get low, Get low, Get Low, Get Low
To the window, to the wall, (to dat wall)
To the sweat drop down my balls (MY BALLS)
To all these bitches crawl (crawl)
To all skee skee motherfucker (motherfucker!) all skee skee got dam (Got dam)
To all skee skee motherfucker (motherfucker!) all skee skee got dam (Got dam)
Brrr dum dum dum---dum da da da da dum
Brrr dum dum dum---dum da da da da dum---Brrrrrrrmmmmm
Brrr dum dum dum---dum da da da da dum---Brrrrrrrmmmmm
Brrr dum dum dum---dum da da da da dum
[a=1][c=4]>>>>>>>>> MOVE BİCHT <<<<<<<<<[/c][/a]
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'
[a=1][c=4]>>>>>>>>> WHAT THEY GONNA<<<<<<<<<[/c][/a]
[Lil' Jon]
Yea
What...What
Check dis out right (Yea)
Lil' Jon and the mothafukin East Side Boyz
The Kings of crunk
Back at chu wit some new shit
Now jus cause we went platinum and shit don't mean we gon change nigga
We the muthafukin Kings of crunk and we gon' always get this muthafucka crunk
Now let's talk about some more niggas
[Chorus]
If you roll up in the club and them niggas wanna mug
When you step up to they face what they gon' do shit
If you roll up in the club and them hoes start actin' up
When you step up to them hoes what they gon' do shit
What they gon' do shit [repeat 8 times]
[Lil' Jon]
Fuck nigga what's up,
Hell nah you aint gon' buck all dat shitin' at the mouth gon get cha fucked up
Pussy nigga what's up,
Hell nah you aint gon' buck all dat shitin' at the mouth gon get cha fucked up
You don't game in the club wit yo muthafuckin click
We don't give a fuck hoe, ya'll pussy like bitches
You don't game in the club wit you muthafuckin click
We don't give a fuck hoe, ya'll pussy like bitches
It's some East-side niggas and they deep in this bitch
and they step the ever nigga that be talkin that shit
It's some West-side niggas and they deep in this bitch
and they step the ever nigga that be talkin that shit
It's some North-side niggas and they deep in this bitch
and they step the ever nigga that be talkin that shit
It's some South-side niggas and they deep in this bitch
and they step the ever nigga that be talkin that shit
[Chorus]
[Lil' Scrappy]
My brains is takin in too much pain
I'm bout explode first and then take names
But its cool lil' shawty don't be so alarmed
I learned to bruise nigga without jabbing the arm
I don't play wit muthafuckers cause this shit be real
Make ya hold yo breath longer den a navy seal
And them bows (oh) will leave yo ass dead in the path
Like the way you can't differ yo dick from yo ass
I smoke bows wit my niggas (what)
Fuck hoes wit my niggas (what)
How the fuck you think I feel bout deforming yo figure (yeah)
It's a close casket
For them hatin baskets
Its some g's that's real and some messed up fagots (ha ha)
Who you talkin to bitch?
What chu gon do trick?
When its obvious to see that chu aint gon do shit
Lil' Scrappy the Prince and I aint taking no chump
I'm a quiet crunk nigga and fuck being the punk
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
Yea... Yea... Yea
I'm lookin round dis muthafukin club (What)
Them niggas still muthafuking looking over here and shit (looking over here and talkin and shit)
Think we gonna get some muthafucking straightenin going on in this muthafuker (Yea)
Dis what we gon' muthafukin do (What's up)
We gon' walk over to dis muthafuckin niggas (Yea)
An talk to they ass like dis
Only bitches' talk shit (What)
Only bitches' talk shit (What)
Only bitches talk shit that's why we bustin' yo shit
Only bitches' talk shit (What)
Only bitches' talk shit (What)
Only bitches talk shit that's why we bustin' yo shit
We real niggas (what) ya'll hoes (ya'll hoes)
We real niggas (what) ya'll hoes (ya'll hoes)
We real niggas (what) ya'll hoes (ya'll hoes)
We real niggas (what) ya'll hoes (ya'll hoes)
[Chorus]
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