[Intro: Pitbull, Lil Jon, & Mystikal]
Haha, cómo (Okay)
Yeah
Pitbull (Okay)
Lil Jon? (Okay)
Yeah (Haha)
I know you ain't had time to do it so you know (Okay)
I-I did it for you dawg (Okay)
I appreciate it (Okay)
Back that up
Prepárense (Whaa)
Okay
[Chorus: Lil Jon & The East Side Boyz]
You ride up to the club nigga, I don't give a fuck
Shakin yo' ass in the club bitch, I don't give a fuck
Drinkin' Cris in the V.I., I don't give a fuck
Talkin' shit 'bout me, bitch I don't give a fuck
You gotta pocket full of money nigga, I don't give a fuck
You drinkin' off with them ho's bitch, I don't give a fuck
In the club with yo' pussy click, I don't give a fuck
Security on my dick bitch, I don't give a fuck
[Verse 1: Pitbull & Lil Jon]
Ooh-woo-hoo
I'm back as that Cuban from track 18 on the Kings of Crunk
I can get anything just let me know exactly how many things you want
Catch us in the club with our cups up screaming, "We don't give a fuck"
And my nigga you don't want none cause truly we don't give a fuck
Lil Jon done put me on the rеmix, now y'all on some deep shit
Y'all never thought that I run up thе track but please bitch
Y'all like a 8-ball in the wrong pocket, y'all losing the game
I'm like a 8-ball [?] pocket, I go straight for your brain
When I cock it and bang, I'm doing my thing
Ain't nothing gon' stop me, weather the storm
I walk though the rain, [?] with the fame
Just give me the money and forget about me (Woo)
How dare you doubt me
Pistol raw as [?] since Tony in them yayo days (Okay)
I'm like Pyrex ready to rock, here I come ready or not
I'ma bring Dade, Jon you can bring SWAT's
We can all get paid, haters can hate and watch (Hahaha)
Pits like crack, taking over your city, town, and block
Haha, cómo (Okay)
Yeah
Pitbull (Okay)
Lil Jon? (Okay)
Yeah (Haha)
I know you ain't had time to do it so you know (Okay)
I-I did it for you dawg (Okay)
I appreciate it (Okay)
Back that up
Prepárense (Whaa)
Okay
[Chorus: Lil Jon & The East Side Boyz]
You ride up to the club nigga, I don't give a fuck
Shakin yo' ass in the club bitch, I don't give a fuck
Drinkin' Cris in the V.I., I don't give a fuck
Talkin' shit 'bout me, bitch I don't give a fuck
You gotta pocket full of money nigga, I don't give a fuck
You drinkin' off with them ho's bitch, I don't give a fuck
In the club with yo' pussy click, I don't give a fuck
Security on my dick bitch, I don't give a fuck
[Verse 1: Pitbull & Lil Jon]
Ooh-woo-hoo
I'm back as that Cuban from track 18 on the Kings of Crunk
I can get anything just let me know exactly how many things you want
Catch us in the club with our cups up screaming, "We don't give a fuck"
And my nigga you don't want none cause truly we don't give a fuck
Lil Jon done put me on the rеmix, now y'all on some deep shit
Y'all never thought that I run up thе track but please bitch
Y'all like a 8-ball in the wrong pocket, y'all losing the game
I'm like a 8-ball [?] pocket, I go straight for your brain
When I cock it and bang, I'm doing my thing
Ain't nothing gon' stop me, weather the storm
I walk though the rain, [?] with the fame
Just give me the money and forget about me (Woo)
How dare you doubt me
Pistol raw as [?] since Tony in them yayo days (Okay)
I'm like Pyrex ready to rock, here I come ready or not
I'ma bring Dade, Jon you can bring SWAT's
We can all get paid, haters can hate and watch (Hahaha)
Pits like crack, taking over your city, town, and block
Comments (0)
The minimum comment length is 50 characters.