[Intro] OK, OK, OK This Sean Paul, Lil Jon. J-Bo, Youngbloodz You already know how we do it homeboy It's A-Town(105 Road for dem hoes) It's A-Town(east side for dem hoes), Attic Crew you already know Lil John, Eastside Boyz and yo boy Sean Paul let me tell ya like dis here boy(lets go)
[Sean Paul] They callin' me to come back to the streets, Sean P. a.k.a Sharp Crease Said it was necessary, these sucka niggaz out here very scary They comin whole they livin' in the month of February OK then put a sissy nigga on display then Kick in tha door and have my folk dem bring dem K's in I'm still Attic A-double T-I-C It ain't a hoe out there fo real who don't know 'bout me Bitch I'm fo sho wit it don't make me pop that trunk to the 'Lac Bitch I will go get it and I ain't selfish I will let you and your hoe feel it Won't catch me sippin' on no Cris and got a cold billy It's Youngbloodz A-Town malt liquor sippin', comin' straight from the gutter Toe-tag a motherfucker, leave 'em under a cover Lil John he drop the beat that make ya bounce like rubber Sean Paul he tote the heat to make ya mug then slug ya yeah
[Hook: Lil' Jon] If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit
[J-Bo] I post up get to it, drink hand in hand They call me Mr. Herringbone cuz that's my right hand man Old school straight foolish like no other indeed With Lil John it's Youngbloodz they crunk as can be Attic Crew 105 that's if you lookin to rumble Cock back bust aim now I done got yo number In the club you gone feel it when it drop this summer Like rain we gone pour and hit you hard like thunder Cuz in the Dirty we dem boys that drank you under the table Where dem niggaz pimp hoes in fly suits and gators In my Chevy so super I'm the one to call Just dial 1-800-430 slash ALCOHOL And dawg I'm not the one that you really just wanna clown I'm cool in my way, but shit still I shut 'em down And piss on them haters J-Bo he cuts a fool In the cut 'bout slizzard somewhere that's how we do
[Hook]
[Sean Paul] Out of town hard heads get swiss cheesed up And you gon' need more than stitches to patch that leak up Chump like me up my mouth TB'd up With the plush leather guts steady grippin' the butt Oh you fo sho with it, then pull yo pistol Show a nigga you ain't hoe with it And I ain't selfish I will let you and your folk feel it Talkin' big boy shit Me muggin' like a motherfucker my hand on my dick
[J-Bo] Cuz at a grip we keep it jumpin' like it ain't nuttin' new We started off with Shake Em Off so look potna oh guess who It's them boys from the bottom who took you down 85 And hit you with that U-Way so ROOKIE don't be surprised We buckin' blowin' killa and sippin' on something good I'm peepin' out the scenery and wishin' a nigga would In case it just might pop I'm 'bout ready to lock and load To take you thru the South to show you how we throw dem bows
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