lil jon & the east side boyz - i don't give a fuck lyrics
[intro: lil jon]
okay!
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whaa!
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[chorus: lil jon & the east side boyz]
you ride up to the club n+gga, i don’t give a f+ck
shakin yo’ ass in the club b+tch, i don’t give a f+ck
drinkin’ cris in the v.i., i don’t give a f+ck
talkin’ sh+t ‘bout me, b+tch i don’t give a f+ck
you gotta pocket full of money n+gga, i don’t give a f+ck
you drinkin’ off with them ho’s b+tch, i don’t give a f+ck
in the club with yo’ p+ssy cl!ck, i don’t give a f+ck
security on my d+ck b+tch, i don’t give a f+ck
[verse 1: lil jon & the east side boyz]
drop dem bow’s on dem m+th+f+ckin’ p+ssy ass n+ggas
drop dem bow’s on dem m+th+f+ckin’ p+ssy ass n+ggas
i got that eastside with me, i don’t give a f+ck
got that westside with me, i don’t give a f+ck
drop dem bow’s on dem m+th+f+ckin’ p+ssy ass n+ggas
drop dem bow’s on dem m+th+f+ckin’ p+ssy ass n+ggas
i got that north side with me, i don’t give a f+ck
i got that southside with me, i don’t give a f+ck
we rollin’ deep in this b+tch so f+ck y’all n+ggas
we rollin’ deep in this b+tch so f+ck y’all n+ggas
i got that dirty south with me, i don’t give a f+ck
i got that midwest with me, i don’t give a f+ck
if security step up we’ll crush dem n+ggas
if security step up we’ll crush dem n+ggas
i got that east coast with me, i don’t give a f+ck
i got that west coast with me, i don’t give a f+ck
[chorus: lil jon & the east side boyz]
you ride up to the club n+gga, i don’t give a f+ck
shakin yo’ ass in the club b+tch, i don’t give a f+ck
drinkin’ cris in the v.i., i don’t give a f+ck
talkin’ sh+t ‘bout me, b+tch i don’t give a f+ck
you gotta pocket full of money n+gga, i don’t give a f+ck
you drinkin’ off with them ho’s b+tch, i don’t give a f+ck
in the club with yo’ p+ssy cl!ck, i don’t give a f+ck
security on my d+ck b+tch, i don’t give a f+ck
[verse 2: mystikal]
man i do this in spite, my mom ain’t married, b+tch i’m a b+st+rd
n+gga i f+ck over me, you know what i do to these rappers?
they come in here huffin’ and puffin’
and screamin’ and cussin’ and bustin’ they verses
n+gga you betta calm yo’ ass down unless you excited to see me in person
i’m rollin’ with thugs and felons ughhh, that’s cuz it’s own k!llaz
we gon’ teach you ol’ punk ass n+ggas to respect us authority figures
throw one of a kind boy when we be pourin’ up in the club
you’re going down boy too bad f+ck ya, sorry for ya
listen let’s not to get shook, but i ain’t the one to come lookin’
‘cuz all i can tell the police is, i am not a crook
i f+ck big fine b+tches, my d+ck get hard, watch it grow
then gimme fiyah head, blow my shotgun, tastes good don’t it
now tell me that ain’t the life, tellin’ me my n+ggas ain’t for life
now tell me that sh+t ain’t tight
tell me that y’all wanna be just like me
i beat these b+tches down, i wash these cowards up
n+gga you talkin’ sh+t (huh) ho you tryna power up
[chorus: lil jon & the east side boyz]
you ride up to the club n+gga, i don’t give a f+ck
shakin yo’ ass in the club b+tch, i don’t give a f+ck
drinkin’ cris in the v.i., i don’t give a f+ck
talkin’ sh+t ‘bout me, b+tch i don’t give a f+ck
you gotta pocket full of money n+gga, i don’t give a f+ck
you drinkin’ off with them ho’s b+tch, i don’t give a f+ck
in the club with yo’ p+ssy cl!ck, i don’t give a f+ck
security on my d+ck b+tch, i don’t give a f+ck
[verse 3: krayzie bone]
y’all n+ggas ain’t ready for this, m+th+f+ckas ain’t study for this
cuz y’all still ain’t learn, n+gga got a 4+4 c+cked
and a blunt so hot make a m+th+f+cka feel that burn
n+ggas say word, where da herb
you stay up off my d+ck don’t back talk my n+gga finna’ get up in ‘em
back up off of this n+gga
the one n+gga that f+cked up they shut up the talkin
barkin’ betta block ‘em off the n+gga talkin, sparkin
betta watch and dodge and never mind he caught it
where da thugs at up in this b+tch, f+ck a n+gga up y’all represent
gimme some gin, gimme some hen
naw just gimme both and i’ll mix it all in
who wanna take a lil’ sip of this sin, let me get ya twisted man
n+ggas on fire, don’t stop droppin’ dem that’s a lie, we just won’t die
we come back flya than ever, higher than ever this time
with venomous rhymes
so any n+gga wanna get involved, what you think you can f+ck with my dogs
n+gga you thinkin’ you rubbin’ us while we’re thuggin this
did you think you can f+ck with us (bone, bone+bone+bone+bone)
you ready to do this the h+ll with the song
we ain’t gotta tell you it’s on, you know this
poppin’ the glock to put a stop to the ho sh+t
y’all still can’t f+ck with us and never will because
we too f+ckin’ cold, too f+ckin bold
got too many souljas ready to roll with da godd+mn bone
[chorus: lil jon & the east side boyz]
you ride up to the club n+gga, i don’t give a f+ck
shakin yo’ ass in the club b+tch, i don’t give a f+ck
drinkin’ cris in the v.i., i don’t give a f+ck
talkin’ sh+t ‘bout me, b+tch i don’t give a f+ck
you gotta pocket full of money n+gga, i don’t give a f+ck
you drinkin’ off with them ho’s b+tch, i don’t give a f+ck
in the club with yo’ p+ssy cl!ck, i don’t give a f+ck
security on my d+ck b+tch, i don’t give a f+ck
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