It's like shit is down from the motherfuckin' heavens It's a new day Get or lay down Ay yo, turn the up Ay yo, fuck I wanna see flamethrowers in this This a Will.I.Am Hit-Boy, Britney, Waka, And call me Diddy bitch
Where 1 Oak at? Darby at? If you at Greystone gettin' your on, tell 'em to run this back Put hands up in the air, got the call from Will.I.Am Now it's on a hit boy You up and I'mma bring the action
When you this in the club gonna turn-turn it up (turn up bitch) You're gonna it up (turn up bitch) You're turn-turn it up (turn up bitch) we up in the club All on us (turn up bitch) All on us (turn up) All on us (let's rock) See the in the club They us watching us (you watching us) They us Everybody in the All on us All eyes on us (you us) All on us
I wanna and shout, and let it all out And and shout, and let it out We saying, "oh wee, oh wee, oh wee, oh" We saying, "oh wee, oh wee, oh wee, oh" I scream and shout, and let it all out And and shout, and let it out We saying, "oh wee, oh wee, oh wee, oh" You are now, now with Will.I.Am and (Britney bitch)
It's rock and roll, Whole world my shit everywhere I go Whole world bang this 'cause it's cold Ah, shit, I that girl ready to go off But she want a photo, so I a photo Yeah, I took a picture a IAm Foto Sosho Yeah, you got a chick, but I got a colder ho But she really know shit, so I gotta show the ho your paper, yeah I'm stackin' paper Money to the ceiling, now I need a You are now, now rockin' Will.I.Am and (Britney bitch) Waka Flame, Lil' Wayne, Hit-Boy, Diddy, bitch
When you hear this in the put your hands up Just put hands up Just put hands up we up in the club
Motherfuckers I said put your up Turn the fuck up right now
Oh, it's to party Oh, it's time to Smokin', drinkin', no out YOLO, I'mma 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 Waka Flame, you know my This little like 40 thou' All on me, thugged out Pop a bean, the old me here, we don't fight fair My buzz big, Lightyear You ain't real, shorty, you can't stand Friends, fans and here real, live with no fear Turn the into a mosh pit Spend 20 bands, do a back Girl, drop it low, shake My rocky like A$AP This a G mix and I that, Flocka!
When you hear this in the You're gonna 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 All on us All on us
I wanna and shout, and let it all out And and shout, and let it out We saying, "oh wee, oh wee, oh wee, oh" You are now, now rocking Will.I.Am and (Britney bitch)
Hi! I'm Tunechi, I the girls my room key 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 by the horns, and that bitch went "beep-beep" I swear right now I like 'Pac, 'cause all eyes on me And I don't mean to throw no salt but these small fries 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' These hoes think they Well that's the class I'm skippin' Got a party in my bedroom, that's a party she missin' I her by Will.i.am, but she kept callin' him William Only God can judge me, case I got more hoes Drake shows I got shit on lock, no escape doors And make that bitch scream, and shout, and let it all out I'll put it in her like a fuckin' doghouse, Tunechi!
and shout, and let it all out (yeah, yeah) And and shout, and let it out (yeah) We saying, "oh wee, oh wee, oh wee, oh" We saying, "oh wee, oh wee, oh wee, oh" I wanna and shout, and let it all out And and shout, and let it out We saying, "oh wee, oh wee, oh wee, oh" You are now, now rocking Will.I.Am and (Britney bitch)
Let's go, this is the This is a black man remix This is the This is a super black man This is a black man remix And they me Diddy bitch Scream and And turn all out yeah