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There's a little creepy house |
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Everybody in the club getting' tipsy,
Oh fuck dat, just whine like a gypsy,
Can't see straight, like I got one eye (pop),
Your bottle opener or mine,
Let's... get started,
Move ya arms round like fucked up karate,
Ooh shit... my word plays nasty,
Ooh shit... don't put it past me,
Move titch get out da... way,
Ah, nuff of dat im here to stayyyy...,
Flow lazy.. pick da pace up when I flow less hazy,
J-Lo's got a batty,
Well you can't see mine cus I wear my trousers baggy,
Anyways.. yeah, lets... commence....
[Chorus]
Everybody get random
All gyal dem, all man dem
Everybody get random
Jus' do sumfin random
Everybody get random
All gyal dem all man dem
Everybody get random
Jus' do sumfin random
[Verse 2]
Smokin' kills and so do my lyrics,
If you're poppin' pills then trust ur not wiv it,
Cus I got da skills,
And I'm over da limit,
Dishin' lyrics like meals every second every minute,
Ding! Dong! Special Delivery (hello),
Biggest midget in the game, cant get rid of me,
Give me just a minute and I'll be your vicinity,
My words hurt you jus' like loosin' ya virginity (owww),
Well, im right thur,
Na' tell a lie cus I'm Right there,
Right hurr Na' right here,
Now get off your churr, I mean Chair,
Some English MC's get it twisted,
Start sayin' cookies, instead of biscuits!
Anyways.. yeah, lets... commence...
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 3]
Yo get up and do summit random, yo watch it now,
1...2 S.O.V is comin' for u 3...4 better lock your door 5...6 well im full of tricks...
so everybody come and vibe wiv da lickle titch
swiiiiiitch.... hush
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Bum bum be-dum bum bum be-dum bum Bum bum be-dum bum bum be-dum bum Bum bum be-dum bum bum be-dum bum Bum bum be-dum bum bum be-dum bum What's wrong with me? Why do I feel like this? I'm going crazy now No more gas in the rig Can't even get it started Nothing heard, nothing said Can't even speak about it All my life on my head Don't want to think about it Feels like I'm going insane Yeah It's a thief in the night To come and grab you It can creep up inside you And consume you A disease of the mind It can control you It's too close for comfort Throw on your break lights We're in the city of wonder Ain't gonna play nice Watch out, you might just go under Better think twice Your train of thought will be altered So if you must falter be wise Your mind is in disturbia It's like the darkness is the light Disturbia Am I scaring you tonight Your mind is in disturbia Ain't used to what you like Disturbia Disturbia |
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They told him don't you ever come around here Don't wanna see your face, you better disappear The fire's in their eyes and their words are really clear So beat it, just beat it You better run, you better do what you can Don't wanna see no blood, don't be a macho man You wanna be tough, better do what you can So beat it, but you wanna be bad Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it No one wants to be defeated Showin' how funky strong is your fight It doesn't matter who's wrong or right Just beat it, beat it Just beat it, beat it Just beat it, beat it Just beat it, beat it They're out to get you, better leave while you can Don't wanna be a boy, you wanna be a man You wanna stay alive, better do what you can So beat it, just beat it You have to show them that you're really not scared You're playin' with your life, this ain't no truth or dare They'll kick you, then they beat you, Then they'll tell you it's fair So beat it, but you wanna be bad Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it No one wants to be defeated Showin' how funky strong is your fight It doesn't matter who's wrong or right Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it No one wants to be defeated Showin' how funky strong is your fight It doesn't matter who's wrong or right Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it |
| chorus: Will.I.Am ][X2] Oh hot damn , this is my jam Keep me partyin to the A.M Yall don’t understand , make me throw my hands In the ayer , ay , ayer , ayer , ay , ayer [Verse 1 : Flo Rida ] Hey it's my jam Yall don't understand I’ll gonna make you understand What’s pumpin in my CD player ( player ) Party all night like yayer ( yayer ) Shawty got a hand in the ayer ( ayer ) Make me want to take it dere Then I go , here I go , here is my song DJ bring it back come in my zone I get paid for them couple bonez the next wop until the early morn i need that crunk when im up in tha club even my when my chevy pull up on them dubs give me that drop yellow waist like a drug lil mama hot and she might show me love o hot damn celebrate to tha A.M i love it so much it got me sayin [chorus: Will.I.Am/Fergie ][X2] Oh hot damn , this is my jam Keep me partyin to the A.M Yall don’t understand , make me throw my hands In the ayer , ay , ayer , ayer , ay , ayer [Verse 2 : Flo Rida ] Heyyy i might just start the wave like im at a ball game do my thang hands up high i got money in tha bank im so fly 747 pain rock it no stop it how i got my name baby keep poppin you might get tha fame walk tha red carpet wont see you the same i get tha stuntin forget my name start with me ride with me represent tha city gotta vibe with me make me throw it up ma timid in tha club go ahead throw it up gotta wonder how much to show enough to stare(stare) im hood so its really unfair (fair) shorty go ahead and get bare(bare) we aint gonna treat our city like the mayor(mayor) [chorus: Will.I.Am/Fergie ][X1] Oh hot damn (damn), this is my jam (jam) Keep me partyin to the A.M Yall don’t understand , make me throw my hands In the ayer , ay , ayer , ayer , throw my hands in the ayer , ay , ayer, ayer, ay , ayer, ayer, ay, ayer, ayer, (Will.I.Am) Alright now stop oooo put your hands in the ayer jst stick (a stick up stick up) jst stick up just to tha ceilin baby [chorus: Will.I.Am/Fergie/flo rida] oooo put your hands in the put your hands up put put your hands up in the put your hands up to the sky(to the sky) wave'em wav'em round n round n side to side(side to side) its a party shawty go n touch the roof(touch the roof) and we got them bottles poppin at my moves so throw you hands in the ayerrrrrr touch the cellin baby really feel it baby throw your hands up [chorus: Will.I.Am/Fergie/flo rida] Oh hot damn , this is my jam Keep me partyin to the A.M Yall don’t understand , make me throw my hands In the ayer , ay , ayer , ayer , ay , ayer, ayer, ay, ayer, ayer throw your hands up |
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