It's like shit is coming down the motherfuckin' heavens It's a new day Get down or lay Ay yo, turn the up Ay yo, sparklers I see flamethrowers in this motherfucker This a Will.I.Am Hit-Boy, Britney, Waka, And call me Diddy bitch
Where 1 Oak at? Where at? If you at gettin' your drink on, tell 'em to run this back Put your 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 hear in the club You're gonna it up (turn up bitch) You're turn-turn it up (turn up bitch) gonna turn-turn it up (turn up bitch) When we up in the All on us (turn up bitch) All on us (turn up) All on us (let's rock) See the in the club watching us They us (you watching us) watching 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 rocking Will.I.Am and (Britney bitch)
rock and roll, roll Whole world know my everywhere I go Whole world bang this 'cause it's cold Ah, shit, I think that ready to go off But she want a photo, so I a photo Yeah, I took a picture with a IAm Sosho Yeah, you got a cold chick, but I got a ho But she don't really know shit, so I show the ho Hide your paper, yeah I'm paper to the ceiling, now I need a skyscraper You are now, now with Will.I.Am and (Britney bitch) Flocka Flame, Lil' Wayne, Hit-Boy, Diddy, bitch
When you hear this in the put your hands up Just put your up Just put hands up we up in the club
Motherfuckers I said put your up Turn the fuck up right now
Oh, time to party Oh, it's to party Smokin', drinkin', no out YOLO, I'mma it out We hard, we yell it out Disrespect me, him out a smile, Pacquiao Fuck the VIP, I'm in the Me and Britney, we actin' Waka Flame, you know my style 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, like You ain't real, shorty, you can't here 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 wrists like A$AP a G mix and I laced that, Flocka!
When you this in the club gonna turn-turn it up (turn up bitch) You're turn-turn it up (turn up bitch) You're turn-turn it up (turn up bitch) When we up in the All on us All on us All on us
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 rocking Will.I.Am and (Britney bitch)
Hi! I'm Tunechi, I give the 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 fuckin' call me I life by the horns, and that bitch went "beep-beep" I swear right now I feel like 'Pac, 'cause all on me And I don't mean to no salt but these niggas small fries to me And my bitch bad Britney, but I wish I had Britney She remind me of my jeep, but I got a bad And I'm good, I'm lookin' good, I'm smokin' good, I'm sippin' These hoes they classy? Well that's the class I'm skippin' Got a party in my bedroom, a party she ain't missin' I her by Will.i.am, but she kept callin' him William God can judge me, case closed I got hoes than Drake shows I got this shit on lock, no escape And I'll that bitch scream, and shout, and let it all out I'll put it in her backyard like a 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 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 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 super black man And they me Diddy bitch Scream and And them all out yeah