Lil' Jon & the Eastside Boyz - Uhh Ohh Lyrics
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| Lil' Jon & the Eastside Boyz
- Uhh Ohh Lyrics
Album: Put Yo Hood Up Chorus: Bo Hagon X2 Get crunk in this motherfucker Drunk in this motherfucker Nigga step up and get stomped in this motherfucker Dumped in this motherfucker Stuck in this motherfucker Pussy act up and get fucked in this motherfucker Verse 1 Lil Jon Eastside, nigga (westside, bitch) Northside, nigga (southside, bitch) Eastside, nigga (westside bitch) Northside, nigga (southside bitch) If your click in this bitch and they talkin' much shit Say fuck that shit, say fuck that shit All the girls in the club that don't really give a fuck Say fuck that shit, say fuck that shit Now get crunk (get crunk) get buck (get buck) Throw your motherfucking middle finger up (throw it up) Now get crunk (get crunk) get buck (get buck) Throw your motherfucking middle finger up Now push that hoe-ass nigga out your motherfucking way Now push that hoe-ass nigga out your motherfucking way Now push that hoe-ass nigga out your motherfucking way What, what, what, what, what Verse 2 Khujo Split with the craziest Keep talkin get yo wig split Ain't no diss Keep pushin me unless unless you wanna get hit Uh uh you too drunk Got ?? with lock two fist ready to pump Khujo in this motherfucker ready to stomp Play these hoes like drugs Get one pass one Disrespect poke these niggaz in the eye Wit a blunt big boy we got them D- drugs Ain't nobody gonna smell ya Standing on top take these niggaz lunch for free Class of nine images ?? khujo capital G Double o d ie mob Wit my nigga LJ (Lil Jon) and ESB (eastside boyz) My nigga My nigga My nigga Bo Hizzee Chorus x2 Verse 3 Bo hagon I raised wit killers I ran wit dealers Smoke a blunt a day for my locked away niggaz My bread is stacked up The club is packed up My gage is racked up so don't you even act up I've been dead wrong So that shit won't be new to me Aside from killing me There ain't shit you can do to me It's real for you to see Peep out of what's not Dippin through the projects to find a small spot Yeah he from the backwudz Bo hagon is his nizzame I spit 5 shit for GA and that done cizzame The done came to cizzame To crank up this bitch (Bia Bia) And get this motherfucker drop and boppin this shit See we so high the time'll go by Rather fast put that grass in the sky But a hustlers a hustler And a jacker is a jacker Southside, southside let me know where you at my nigga Chorus x2 Verse 4 Lil Jon Lay it down lay it down 4 finga clown Lay it down lay it down 4 finga clown We spit rounds, spit rounds Fuck nigga we spit rounds We spit rounds, spit rounds Fuck nigga we spit rounds 'cause security ain't shit Why you on that shit We gives a damn about that nigga We gives a damn about that bitch 'cause security ain't shit Why you on that shit We gives a damn about that nigga We gives a damn about that bitch So nigga step up you get fucked up I just broke a bottle so you know you get cut up So nigga step up you get fucked up I just broke a bottle so you know you get cut up What-what you gone do nigga What-what you gone do nigga What-what you gone do nigga What,what,what,what Chorus x2
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