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Lil Jon
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Lil Jon
Songwriter:in
Moses Barrett III
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Lil Jon
Produzent:in
John Frye
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Brian Stanley
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Tom Coyne
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Letras
[Verse 1]
I'ma tell y'all **** like this here, right
It's 2003, my ****
All that, all that yappin' at the mouth shit, my ****
Man, **** ain't with that shit, my ****
I don't play that shit no more, man
Soon as a **** start talkin' that shit
Man, you on the floor, son
[Verse 2]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 3]
Watch a **** get swoll'ed on
For talkin' that shit
Watch a bitch get rode on
Talkin', talkin' that shit
Watch that **** get laid out
Talkin', talkin' that shit
Watch the bitches get drugged out
Talkin', talkin' that shit
[Verse 4]
You don't want none, ****, you don't want none
You don't want none, bitch, you don't want none
You don't want none, ****, you don't want none
You don't want none, bitch, you don't want none
[Verse 5]
You don't like me, yeah
I don't like you, yeah
You want to fight me, yeah
I want to fight you, yeah
Put your hands up, ****
Put your hands up, bitch
Put your hands up, ho
Put your hands up, trick
[Verse 6]
Fuck these rent-a-cops, yeah
They don't run shit, yeah
Who run this shit?
We run this bitch
Put your hands up, ****
Put your hands up, bitch
Put your hands up, ho
Put your hands up, trick
[Verse 7]
My back ain't done, yeah
My lip ain't swoll, yeah
My head ain't bust, yeah
My nose ain't great, yeah
Put your hands up, ****
Put your hands up, bitch
Put your hands up, you ho
Put your hands up, you trick
[Verse 8]
I'm from a small town called whoop a **** ass
And I mean we'll whoop a ****' ass
And I mean we'll beat a bitch to death
And I mean, yeah, all the way there, yeah
Take a **** down a dirt path to a junkyard where it stankin' at, uh-huh
Put his ass in a plastic bag but just a hole where you blast him at
I be talkin' 'bout
Tied up with a shoestring and a fisher hook stuck in the thang
Layin' on empty cans and recycle bags, that's some bitch ass Gatorade
Now hold that
Switchblade, blade, will cut butter to put in the damn microwave
Better get you a sharpener, baby
'Cause that thang only gonna get me agrivated
[Verse 9]
You look so hard, but you really soft, you cotton soft
You try to make me mad, mad
But you just piss me off, you piss me off
Shit, I ain't scared of you, ****, ****
I ain't scared of them hoes, ho
And I definitely ain't scared of that tank t-shirt ass ****
That think he swoll
[Verse 10]
Watch a **** get swoll'ed on
For talkin' that shit
Watch a bitch get rode on
Talkin', talkin' that shit
Watch that **** get laid out
Talkin', talkin' that shit
Watch the bitches get drugged out
Talkin', talkin' that shit
[Verse 11]
You don't want none, ****, you don't want none
You don't want none, bitch, you don't want none
You don't want none, ****, you don't want none
You don't want none, bitch, you don't want none
[Verse 12]
I don't blame you, yeah, I blame your mammy, bitch, yeah
She shouldn't've fucked your daddy, yeah
She shoulda sucked the dick, yeah
You's a punk boy, yeah, a fuck boy, yeah
That like it in the ass, yeah, with somethin' real hard, oh
[Verse 13]
Swear to god, motherfucker, we was slayin' 'em up
Had one of these ****, I tear him up
Have him sayin' that country boy bad as fuck
Came, hit him with a heater, ain't have to bust
Take the bullets from a gun, ****, add 'em up
Put 'em right back in it 'fore I pull up
I'm sayin' this game ain't changin' much
Still the same muhfuckas used to sell the drugs
Still the same ones
Used to come to the club
See a **** leave a **** in a thang of blood
In a car with a broad when the police come
Gone, 'fore they find out who they lookin' for
[Verse 14]
Dead wrong
You don't hear me though
But I ain't nothin' that a **** ain't done before
I ain't nothin' that a **** won't try again
But 'member every service gone killed a man
Gone cray, gone cray
Be a frog and then go ahead and leap
But when you jump over here, jump over here
Try to remember what the fuck I said 'cause I mean
[Verse 15]
Watch a **** get swoll'ed on
For talkin' that shit
Watch a bitch get rode on
Talkin', talkin' that shit
Watch that **** get laid out
Talkin', talkin' that shit
Watch the bitches get drugged out
Talkin', talkin' that shit
[Verse 16]
You don't want none, ****, you don't want none
You don't want none, bitch, you don't want none
You don't want none, ****, you don't want none
You don't want none, bitch, you don't want none
Written by: Jonathan "Lil Jon" Smith, Moses Barrett III