get-get Boom boom boom, gotta get-get Boom boom boom, gotta get-get Boom boom boom, gotta get-get Boom boom boom, now Boom boom boom, now Boom boom pow Boom boom pow
what i said, to my soul. I need, I need, I need the new Gaga, If it ain't hot then don't even bother. Feels like I'm blown, Akon gimmie one more, I need
Ba-ba-ba-bass down low Ba-bass, bass down low I, I, I like my beats fast And my bass down low Bass, bass down low Ba-bass, bass down low I, I, I like
fuckin' to the beat I put ma rat-tat-tat in her boom boom pow Then she put her tit-tit-tit all up in my mouth I told you before I don't luv them ho'
[Erick Sermon] You know my style, you know my steelo (8X) Verse One: Erick Sermon I bring the ruckus for you brothers I jam like Smuckers Don't udder
I got eveybody rolling I got kool-aid, he ain't spilling and he ain't trippin I got ol' t b with his big 'ol fat ass I got everybody I got ? , but he ain't
him in detention} Don't ring the bell, I'm not comin' to class Teachers bein' preachers, how the hell can I pass? First day of school an' I would go
I'm blue mood y?all, I slive with jiva y?all I'm actually deep y?all, invented time y?all In ten fourths y?all, I pay your cap y?all I player late y?all
harder a little bit faster -Repeat- Boom In your face now take that Get on track or ya best step back Don't come here trying to moan and groan If you ain't
-i-c-k y-o a-s-s oh yes! bang boom pow boom bang let your fists swing bang boom pow boom bang let your fists swing k-i-c-k y-o a-s-s oh yes! k-i-c-k y
booms IN YO FACE! (Violent J) I shook the hand of Satan with a cross in my palm Burnt all the flesh all the way up his arm I wasn't scared, I was giddy
I jump, thump, i'm on a gurney Jacob laughs at me "your so fuckin' nerdy" Fuck him, I hate him, I can't escape him! I finally get alone, he calls me on
, I got my dick in your hotdog bun.pouring out shots for everybody that's sippin, let's get loose now, skinny dippin. Don't hate me cause the speedo I
ya) Break out with the trumpet service something proper proper Boom boom boom (Switch) Boom "Who the fuck is that?" It's E & J, Bitch I don't give a
crash, i box with you fist fast I'm not what you think that, i won't get the clips back I don't hesitate to grab the gun and pow Like Tecca Nina my guns
nigga you can't fuck wit 'Cause I'm a born killer with the mind of a lunatic So bring in body bags when I start bangin' 'Cause I'm leavin' motherfuckers
now I gotta wet'cha Chorus: Now I gotta wet'cha (wet'cha) Now I gotta wet'cha (wet'cha) I'm comin ta get'cha (get'cha) You better hope I don't catch
to fly (Boom boom) The murder I wrote with intent to die To the pen 'cause I'm a do you in for the killin' Straight to hell and back, big black mack I
