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  • Come on, yeah OK
    Mother******, y'all know who it is
    Lil' Jon, them mother******' East Side Booooyz
    I got my ****** Jadakiss with me too (D-Block, live son)
    We gon' do this for all the real mother******' ******s
    (Uh uh uh uh yo)
    Holla at them ******s J, come on
    [Jadakiss]
    Yeah, Kiss name known, matter fact, Kiss name blown
    And ************es always wanna hit me like I just came home
    But I still put the tools in ya mouth
    ******s know that I'm a monster on the East, but I'm huge in the South
    This is evil in the trenches and everybody starvin'
    So to get the money right we put the deisel on the benches
    "Down Bottom" feel like the ol' days
    ******' with the corn liquor ridin' around listen to O'Jays
    When we loadin' the clip every slug gotta catch
    When you goin' to war every thug got his match
    SS baby, blue Impala with the mack in it
    Big gold cup with rhinestones with my pack in it
    It's like the jungle but the broads is fine
    And if they ain't puffin' crippie, then this Georgia fine
    Listen, I'm the wrong ****** to style with
    My mother******' problem to reconcile with
    ****** what
    [Hook]
    We knockin' heads off, yeah
    We knockin' heads off, yeah
    We knockin' heads off, mother******' heads off yeah
    We knockin' heads off, yeah
    We knockin' heads off, yeah
    We knockin' heads off, mother******' heads off yeah
    You wanna go ******
    Let's go ho
    You wanna go ******
    Let's go ho
    You wanna go ******
    Let's go ho
    You wanna go ******
    Let's go ho
    What...what...what...what...what
    [Lil' Jon]
    We lettin' it go ******
    Let's go ho
    We lettin' it go ******
    Let's go ho
    We lettin' it go ******
    Let's go ho
    What...what...what...what...what
    ************...******s...lay it...down
    Me and my...******s...fixin'...clown
    ************...******s...lay it...down
    Me and my...******s...fixin'...clown
    We throw our...******'...click up
    We give a ****** if you don't...like us
    We throw our...******'...click up
    We give a ****** if you don't...like us
    Don't...like...them...******s
    Can't...stand..that...************
    Don't...like...them...******s
    Can't...stand..that...************
    We'll...shut the...club down
    If y'all...******s...wanna clown
    We'll...shut the...club down
    ************...say...something now
    [Hook]
    [Lil' Jon]
    Whaaaat....Whaaaaat
    Y'all know when the beat breakdown and ************t
    What's up, what's up
    It's time to get mother******' buck wild in this biiiitch
    Now this what I want y'all ******s to do, what's up
    All the real ******s and ladies out there, OK
    Y'all need to repeat after me, right now
    I ain't scared of no ******, I ain't scared of no ************
    I ain't scared of nobody in ya mother******' click
    I ain't scared of no ******, I ain't scared of no ************
    I ain't scared of nobody in ya mother******' click
    Man ****** that ************t ******, ****** that ************t man
    Man ****** that ************t ******, ****** that ************t man
    Man ****** that ************t ******, ****** that ************t man
    Man ****** that ************t ******, ****** that ************t
    [Hook]
    [Lil' Jon]
    Yeah, BME ho, we up out this ************
    Ruff Ryders ho, what's up
    But before we leave
    I gotta let my ****** tell you his name
    [Styles]
    I'm Holiday Styles, where the ****** you thuggin' at
    I knock off ya head with a Louisville Slugger bat
    P'll go to war and ain't never have to bring a ******
    My gun is armed and my bullets like a finger ******
    Call up Lil' Jon and them East Side Boyz
    All I need is a lil' bomb and them East Side toys
    You can catch me in the Dirty South, I got a dirty mouth
    Sittin' on the roof with the ******' 30-30's out
    I told you I'm a menace y'all
    I got enough guns to fill up the Lennox Mall
    In the front parking lot, coke still movin' good
    Guns still sparke a lot
    Hustlin' with family, partyin' with murderers
    D-Block and everything, ************t you probably heard of us
    Yeah I'm a Ryder ******, you ain't got a gun
    Or a mother******' knife, you ain't even gon' try us
    I'll leave you with a hole daddy
    And for the fact that I'm in the Dirty South
    I'll be bouncin' in the old Caddy
    What - mother******
  • Come on, yeah OK
    Mother******, y'all know who it is
    Lil' Jon, them mother******' East Side Booooyz
    I got my ****** Jadakiss with me too (D-Block, live son)
    We gon' do this for all the real mother******' ******s
    (Uh uh uh uh yo)
    Holla at them ******s J, come on
    [Jadakiss]
    Yeah, Kiss name known, matter fact, Kiss name blown
    And ************es always wanna hit me like I just came home
    But I still put the tools in ya mouth
    ******s know that I'm a monster on the East, but I'm huge in the South
    This is evil in the trenches and everybody starvin'
    So to get the money right we put the deisel on the benches
    "Down Bottom" feel like the ol' days
    ******' with the corn liquor ridin' around listen to O'Jays
    When we loadin' the clip every slug gotta catch
    When you goin' to war every thug got his match
    SS baby, blue Impala with the mack in it
    Big gold cup with rhinestones with my pack in it
    It's like the jungle but the broads is fine
    And if they ain't puffin' crippie, then this Georgia fine
    Listen, I'm the wrong ****** to style with
    My mother******' problem to reconcile with
    ****** what
    [Hook]
    We knockin' heads off, yeah
    We knockin' heads off, yeah
    We knockin' heads off, mother******' heads off yeah
    We knockin' heads off, yeah
    We knockin' heads off, yeah
    We knockin' heads off, mother******' heads off yeah
    You wanna go ******
    Let's go ho
    You wanna go ******
    Let's go ho
    You wanna go ******
    Let's go ho
    You wanna go ******
    Let's go ho
    What...what...what...what...what
    [Lil' Jon]
    We lettin' it go ******
    Let's go ho
    We lettin' it go ******
    Let's go ho
    We lettin' it go ******
    Let's go ho
    What...what...what...what...what
    ************...******s...lay it...down
    Me and my...******s...fixin'...clown
    ************...******s...lay it...down
    Me and my...******s...fixin'...clown
    We throw our...******'...click up
    We give a ****** if you don't...like us
    We throw our...******'...click up
    We give a ****** if you don't...like us
    Don't...like...them...******s
    Can't...stand..that...************
    Don't...like...them...******s
    Can't...stand..that...************
    We'll...shut the...club down
    If y'all...******s...wanna clown
    We'll...shut the...club down
    ************...say...something now
    [Hook]
    [Lil' Jon]
    Whaaaat....Whaaaaat
    Y'all know when the beat breakdown and ************t
    What's up, what's up
    It's time to get mother******' buck wild in this biiiitch
    Now this what I want y'all ******s to do, what's up
    All the real ******s and ladies out there, OK
    Y'all need to repeat after me, right now
    I ain't scared of no ******, I ain't scared of no ************
    I ain't scared of nobody in ya mother******' click
    I ain't scared of no ******, I ain't scared of no ************
    I ain't scared of nobody in ya mother******' click
    Man ****** that ************t ******, ****** that ************t man
    Man ****** that ************t ******, ****** that ************t man
    Man ****** that ************t ******, ****** that ************t man
    Man ****** that ************t ******, ****** that ************t
    [Hook]
    [Lil' Jon]
    Yeah, BME ho, we up out this ************
    Ruff Ryders ho, what's up
    But before we leave
    I gotta let my ****** tell you his name
    [Styles]
    I'm Holiday Styles, where the ****** you thuggin' at
    I knock off ya head with a Louisville Slugger bat
    P'll go to war and ain't never have to bring a ******
    My gun is armed and my bullets like a finger ******
    Call up Lil' Jon and them East Side Boyz
    All I need is a lil' bomb and them East Side toys
    You can catch me in the Dirty South, I got a dirty mouth
    Sittin' on the roof with the ******' 30-30's out
    I told you I'm a menace y'all
    I got enough guns to fill up the Lennox Mall
    In the front parking lot, coke still movin' good
    Guns still sparke a lot
    Hustlin' with family, partyin' with murderers
    D-Block and everything, ************t you probably heard of us
    Yeah I'm a Ryder ******, you ain't got a gun
    Or a mother******' knife, you ain't even gon' try us
    I'll leave you with a hole daddy
    And for the fact that I'm in the Dirty South
    I'll be bouncin' in the old Caddy
    What - mother******