It's like is coming down from the motherfuckin' heavens a new motherfuckin' day Get down or lay Ay yo, turn the up Ay yo, fuck I wanna see flamethrowers in this This a Will.I.Am Hit-Boy, Britney, Waka, And they call me bitch
Where 1 Oak at? Darby at? If you at Greystone gettin' drink 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 hear in the club You're turn-turn it up (turn up bitch) You're gonna 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 boys in the 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 scream 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 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 with Will.I.Am and (Britney bitch)
It's and roll, roll Whole know my shit everywhere I go Whole world bang this song it's cold Ah, shit, I think that girl to go off But she a photo, so I took a photo Yeah, I a picture with a IAm Foto Sosho Yeah, you got a chick, but I got a colder ho But she don't really know shit, so I show the ho Hide your paper, yeah I'm stackin' Money to the ceiling, now I need a You are now, now with Will.I.Am and (Britney bitch) Waka Flocka Flame, Lil' Wayne, Hit-Boy, Diddy,
When you hear in the club Just put hands up put your hands up Just put hands up When we up in the
I said put your hands up Turn the fuck up motherfuckin' now
Oh, it's to party Oh, it's to party Smokin', drinkin', no out YOLO, I'mma it out We party hard, we it out me, knock him out Crack a smile, the VIP, I'm in the crowd Me and Britney, we actin' It's Flame, you know my style This chain like 40 thou' All on me, thugged out Pop a bean, the old me Molly's here, we fight fair My buzz big, Lightyear You ain't real, shorty, you can't here Friends, fans and here Outfit real, live no fear Turn the into a mosh pit Spend 20 bands, do a back Girl, drop it low, that My wrists rocky A$AP This a G mix and I that, Flocka!
When you hear this in the You're gonna it up (turn up bitch) gonna 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 Money can't buy you love, so I don't pay for no I don't pay haters no mind, so fuckin' call me cheap I grab life by the horns, and bitch went "beep-beep" I swear right now I feel 'Pac, 'cause all eyes on me And I don't mean to throw no salt but these small fries to me And my bitch bad like Britney, but I wish I had She remind me of my jeep, but I got a bad And I'm feelin' good, I'm lookin' good, I'm good, I'm sippin' These hoes think they classy? Well 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 Only God can judge me, case I got more hoes Drake shows I got this on lock, no escape doors And I'll make 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 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 with Will.I.Am and (Britney bitch)
Let's go, this is the is a super black man remix This is the This is a black man remix This is a super black man And they me Diddy bitch Scream and And turn all out yeah