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  • 作曲 : DJ Smurf ...
    (feat. Ludacris)
    (Intro: Ludacris)
    Ha ha yeah uh uh uh uh Ludacris, Lil Jon & The East Side Boyz drop it
    (Chorus: Lil Jon & The East Side Boyz)
    What's up, what's up, what's up, what's up
    what's up, what's up, what's up, what's up, What's up!
    Stop trippin ho, stop trippin ho, stop trippin ho, stop trippin ho, stop
    trippin ho, stop trippin Ho, stop trippin ho, stop trippin ho!
    Shake it, pop it, wiggle it, bounce it
    Shake it, pop it, wiggle it, bounce it
    Shake it, pop it, wiggle it, bounce it
    Shake it, pop it, wiggle it, bounce it
    (Verse 1: Ludacris)
    A, ******* hoes, that's how I start my rhyme off
    So take your ass to the doctor, hold your ******* and cough
    I take one to the head piece you take one to the dome
    Click your heels GO HOME
    Me and the rush we up in the back getting HIGH
    I represent C.P. South Side until I DIE
    And the haters want to know why I'm that ******* with the clout
    It's because I'm coming in like toilet paper is running out
    And I'm all about the paper when I'm coming from the heart
    I get up in some ass, then break wind like a fart
    From the start to the finish, diminish them in my spare time
    Messing with hoes whose legs go back further than your father's hairline
    Hit down when I get down make them sit down catch a fit now
    Fussing and I'm cussing when I'm busting now who's the *******t now ME
    And I'm trying to let them know just how I'm flipping
    Disturbing Tha Peace, tell these hoes to quit (trippin hoe)
    (Chorus: Lil Jon & The East Side Boyz)
    (Verse 2: Daddy T)
    Roll out the red carpets, let the game begin
    Daddy T coming through to ******* all your freaky friends
    Because every day is the same thing, baby I'm a player
    Hit me on the beeper, hell yeah on my cell
    Pick her up knock her down and drop her back out
    Why you waiting on that ******* trying to stay in the house?
    I'm going to keep stabbing though stabbing though
    Because your ******* is my trick
    Why you kissing that hoe there for sucking my *******?
    Because I don't give a ******* because I got a block of ***
    Ready to get my nuts so Daddy T can catch a nut
    Then it's back to the crib then let my pimping rest up
    Because I got another ******* hoe to make me catch a nut
    While y'all suckers throwing stuff about these hoes that bringing out the hen
    ******* it, in the back of baby body Benz
    See I expose these hoes for the freaks that they be, so enemies try to act
    sharp, sharp
    (Chorus: Lil Jon & The East Side Boyz)
    (Verse 3: Lil' Chris)
    No matter where I'm at, no matter where I go
    It's just like this on and off the road
    I let them suckers get mad, players keep playing
    ******* all those who don't like what I'm saying
    Get tricked if you want to, better learn the game
    Because all around the world it's the same old thing
    They thinking them hand cuffs going to keep me from getting they hoes
    You can lock them in the safe, I'm going to break the code
    Can't change no freak, this *******t forever
    She's going to sneak and do it anyways, so you might as well let her
    How you figure because she's pregnant she starts ******g, you crazy?
    Y'all is still coming through and feeding the baby
    Better believe I dig them down every chance I get
    But don't quote me ******* because I ain't said *******t, said *******t, said *******t...
    (Chorus: Lil Jon & The East Side Boyz)
    (Verse 4: Lil' Chris, (Ludacris))
    I rolled out the headville (uh huh) pulled up in tight pocket (what)
    Pushed up on a tight little something and just had to knock it
    In the biginning we was tripping and *******t (uh huh)
    I was showing old girl how to line up a stick (ha ha)
    She got happy when she hit that not in the side, (what) gave me a hug
    And I was ready to *******
    Because her body was so soft
    I'm thinking guaranteed cutting, going to knock her off
    Play my hand right
    What's up let's hit this honeycomb hide-out
    Tell your friends your with me and let's ride out (ride out!)
    But you know they had a fat girl in the bunch (uh huh)
    Talking *******t, I'm about to punch her ass in the stomach (ha ha)
    I understand big girl wants to nut (yeah)
    All she had to do was ask, I would have ****** (ha)
    Discrimination ain't in Lil' Chris (Lil' Chris!)
    Everyboby know mad bagging they don't want it
    (Chorus: Lil Jon & The East Side Boyz)
    (Outro: Ludacris)
    Ludacris, Daddy T, Backdoor Joey, Lil Jon & The East Side Boyz, DJ Smurf
    Drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop
  • 作曲 : DJ Smurf ...
    (feat. Ludacris)
    (Intro: Ludacris)
    Ha ha yeah uh uh uh uh Ludacris, Lil Jon & The East Side Boyz drop it
    (Chorus: Lil Jon & The East Side Boyz)
    What's up, what's up, what's up, what's up
    what's up, what's up, what's up, what's up, What's up!
    Stop trippin ho, stop trippin ho, stop trippin ho, stop trippin ho, stop
    trippin ho, stop trippin Ho, stop trippin ho, stop trippin ho!
    Shake it, pop it, wiggle it, bounce it
    Shake it, pop it, wiggle it, bounce it
    Shake it, pop it, wiggle it, bounce it
    Shake it, pop it, wiggle it, bounce it
    (Verse 1: Ludacris)
    A, ******* hoes, that's how I start my rhyme off
    So take your ass to the doctor, hold your ******* and cough
    I take one to the head piece you take one to the dome
    Click your heels GO HOME
    Me and the rush we up in the back getting HIGH
    I represent C.P. South Side until I DIE
    And the haters want to know why I'm that ******* with the clout
    It's because I'm coming in like toilet paper is running out
    And I'm all about the paper when I'm coming from the heart
    I get up in some ass, then break wind like a fart
    From the start to the finish, diminish them in my spare time
    Messing with hoes whose legs go back further than your father's hairline
    Hit down when I get down make them sit down catch a fit now
    Fussing and I'm cussing when I'm busting now who's the *******t now ME
    And I'm trying to let them know just how I'm flipping
    Disturbing Tha Peace, tell these hoes to quit (trippin hoe)
    (Chorus: Lil Jon & The East Side Boyz)
    (Verse 2: Daddy T)
    Roll out the red carpets, let the game begin
    Daddy T coming through to ******* all your freaky friends
    Because every day is the same thing, baby I'm a player
    Hit me on the beeper, hell yeah on my cell
    Pick her up knock her down and drop her back out
    Why you waiting on that ******* trying to stay in the house?
    I'm going to keep stabbing though stabbing though
    Because your ******* is my trick
    Why you kissing that hoe there for sucking my *******?
    Because I don't give a ******* because I got a block of ***
    Ready to get my nuts so Daddy T can catch a nut
    Then it's back to the crib then let my pimping rest up
    Because I got another ******* hoe to make me catch a nut
    While y'all suckers throwing stuff about these hoes that bringing out the hen
    ******* it, in the back of baby body Benz
    See I expose these hoes for the freaks that they be, so enemies try to act
    sharp, sharp
    (Chorus: Lil Jon & The East Side Boyz)
    (Verse 3: Lil' Chris)
    No matter where I'm at, no matter where I go
    It's just like this on and off the road
    I let them suckers get mad, players keep playing
    ******* all those who don't like what I'm saying
    Get tricked if you want to, better learn the game
    Because all around the world it's the same old thing
    They thinking them hand cuffs going to keep me from getting they hoes
    You can lock them in the safe, I'm going to break the code
    Can't change no freak, this *******t forever
    She's going to sneak and do it anyways, so you might as well let her
    How you figure because she's pregnant she starts ******g, you crazy?
    Y'all is still coming through and feeding the baby
    Better believe I dig them down every chance I get
    But don't quote me ******* because I ain't said *******t, said *******t, said *******t...
    (Chorus: Lil Jon & The East Side Boyz)
    (Verse 4: Lil' Chris, (Ludacris))
    I rolled out the headville (uh huh) pulled up in tight pocket (what)
    Pushed up on a tight little something and just had to knock it
    In the biginning we was tripping and *******t (uh huh)
    I was showing old girl how to line up a stick (ha ha)
    She got happy when she hit that not in the side, (what) gave me a hug
    And I was ready to *******
    Because her body was so soft
    I'm thinking guaranteed cutting, going to knock her off
    Play my hand right
    What's up let's hit this honeycomb hide-out
    Tell your friends your with me and let's ride out (ride out!)
    But you know they had a fat girl in the bunch (uh huh)
    Talking *******t, I'm about to punch her ass in the stomach (ha ha)
    I understand big girl wants to nut (yeah)
    All she had to do was ask, I would have ****** (ha)
    Discrimination ain't in Lil' Chris (Lil' Chris!)
    Everyboby know mad bagging they don't want it
    (Chorus: Lil Jon & The East Side Boyz)
    (Outro: Ludacris)
    Ludacris, Daddy T, Backdoor Joey, Lil Jon & The East Side Boyz, DJ Smurf
    Drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop