Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Monster Music , by - Juelz Santana. Release date: 31.12.2002
Song language: English
Monster Music |
| Everybody get the fuck up, get to stomping to it |
| Get the band, get the drumline, we marching to it |
| Get your aunt, get your uncles, get your mom’s into it |
| This is lovely noise, this is club knocking |
| This is razors out chump, this is club ox’ing |
| This is grab a bitch, get the club rockin' |
| Hit the bar, big spender, get the bub' poppin' |
| This is move, get the fuck out the way |
| Or get moved the fuck out the way, chump |
| Niggas get tools the fuck in the club |
| Niggas get moved the fuck in the club, don’t play punk |
| Niggas get schooled outside of the class from tryin' be fast |
| Shots hot and pop in your ass nigga |
| Bitches cut school to get with the boy |
| Your wife’ll cut you to get with the boy, it’s Big Pimpin' here |
| Big lobster, big shrimp in here, big mobsters, big fish in here |
| Yeah, get your fishing gear, they’ll flip ya yeah |
| They’ll twista ya yeah, they’ll let you know the Dips is here |
| Get it clear |
| This is monster music, this is contra music |
| This is arms out, bombs out, bombin' music |
| This is launchin' music, this embalmin' fluid |
| Everybody get the fuck up get to stompin' to it |
| This is monster music, this is contra music |
| This is niggas, this is bitches, this is all our music |
| This is marchin' music, this embalmin' fluid |
| Everybody get the fuck up, get to stompin' to it |
| My Kappas, my Sigmas, my clappers, my niggas |
| My Alphas, my Beta’s, cowards and haters |
| Come style with the players, crack a thousand gators |
| Big gun, get wild and I’ll spray ya |
| Big gun, sit down for I spray ya, or quick run |
| I’ll shower you later, I don’t mind nigga |
| I ain’t got nothin' but time nigga |
| Plus you ain’t hard to find niggas, three blocks from my niggas |
| Where they squeeze Glocks, divide niggas |
| And that green top suplies niggas, lean drop beside niggas |
| Easdrop and watch niggas, we cop and ride niggas |
| Coke hard, go hard we block niggas |
| Young Joe Clark lean on me, shots go off |
| Should’ve told you not to lean on me |
| Your bitch won’t fuck you I told her not to cheat on me |
| I think you’re a clown she totally agrees with me |
| She comes over and she sleeps with me |
| USe the bathroom and pees with me, and goes home and eats with you (Damn) |
| You a chump nigga, you a punk nigga, get a grib, get your weight up nigga |
| This is monster music, this is contra music |
| This is arms out, bombs out, bombin' music |
| This is launchin' music, this embalmin' fluid |
| Everybody get the fuck up get to stompin' to it |
| This is monster music, this is contra music |
| This is niggas, this is bitches, this is all our music |
| This is marchin' music, this embalmin' fluid |
| Everybody get the fuck up, get to stompin' to it |
| Dip Set let’s get it on |