| Lil Jon and the Eastside Boyz
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| Miscellaneous
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| i dont give a fuck
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| okay… okay…okay…okay…okay…okay…WHAAA! |
| OKAY!
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| You ride up to the club I don’t give a f***!
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| Sit yo' a** in the club b****, I don’t give a f***!
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| Drinkin' Cris in the V.I., I don’t give a f***!
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| Talkin' s*** 'bout me b**** I don’t give a f***!
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| You gotta pocket fulla money n****, I don’t give a f***!
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| You drinkin' off with them ho’s b**** I don’t give a f***!
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| In the club wit yo' pussy click, I don’t give a f***!
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| b****, I don’t give a f***!
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| Drop dem bow’s on dem muthaf*****' pussy a** n*****,
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| Drop dem bow’s on dem muthaf*****' pussy a** n*****, I got that Eastside wit me,
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| I don’t give a fuck!
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| Got that Westside wit me, I don’t give a f***!
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| Drop dem bow’s on dem muthaf*****' pussy a** n*****,
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| Drop dem bow’s on dem muthaf*****' pussy a** n*****,
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| I got that Northside wit me, I don’t give a f***!
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| I got that Southside wit me, I don’t give a f***!
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| We rollin' deep in this b**** so f*** y’all n*****,
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| We rollin' deep in this b**** so f*** y’all n*****,
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| I got that dirty south wit me, I don’t give a f***!
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| I got that midwest wit me, I don’t give a f***!
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| If security step up we’ll crush dem n*****,
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| If security step up we’ll crush dem n*****,
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| I got that east coast wit me, I don’t give a f***!
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| I got that west coast with me, I don’t give a f***!
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| Man (Man) I do this in spite, my mom ain’t married, b**** I’m a b******!
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| N**** I f*** over me, you know what I do to these rappers?
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| They come in here huffin' and puffin' and screamin' and cussin' and bustin' me
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| first
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| N**** you betta calm yo' a** down unless you excited to see me in person,
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| I’m rollin' with thugs and (?) ughhh, that’s cuz it’s on killaz,
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| We gon' teach you ol' punk a** n***** to respect our power it figures,
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| Throw one of a kind boy when we be pourin' up in the club,
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| You’re going down boy too bad f***, we’re sorry for ya,
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| Listen let’s not to get shook,
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| But I ain’t the one to come lookin',
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| Cuz all I can tell the police is, I am not a crook,
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| I f*** big fine b******, my d*** gets hard, watch it grow,
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| Then gimme fine head, blow my shotgun, tastes good don’t it,
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| Now tell me that ain’t the life,
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| Tellin' me my n***** ain’t for life,
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| Now tell me that s*** ain’t tight,
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| Tell me that y’all wanna be just like me,
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| I beat these b****** down, I watch these powers up,
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| N**** you talkin' s*** (huh?!) Ho you better POWER UP!
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| Y’all n***** ain’t ready for this,
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| Muthaf***** ain’t steady for this,
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| Cuz y’all still ain’t learn,
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| N**** got a 4−4 cocked, In a flick so hot make a muthaf**** feel that burn,
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| N***** ain’t workin' wit an earn,
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| You stay up off my d***
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| Barkin' betta block 'em off the n****
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| Betta watch and dodge and nevermind me call it,
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| Where da thugs at up in this b****
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| F***a n****
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| Gimme some gin, gimme some hen,
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| Naw just gimme both and I’ll mix it all in,
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| Who wanna take a lil' sip of this in,
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| Let me get ya twisted man,
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| We’s on fire,
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| Don’t stop droppin' dem that’s a lie,
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| We just won’t die,
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| We come back fightin' and never hide it or ever this time,
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| We feelin' this rhyme, |