Go Hard Or Go Home .......... E-40

Vans .......... The Pack

Poppin' .......... Chris Brown

Sign Me Up .......... Ne-Yo

The Champ .......... Ghostface Killah

Walk It Out .......... Unk

Pop, Lock & Drop It .......... Huey

The Deepest Hood .......... Al Kapone A.K.A. Kapeezy

Come On .......... Bonecrusher

Supermixx's Black In The Building .......... Public Enemy

Storm .......... Cut Chemist

In The Music .......... The Roots

Ain't Nothing Wrong With That .......... Robert Randolph & The Family Band

Bounce Wit Me .......... R.E.D. 44

(feat. The Federation)

Introducing...E-40...the almighty...707...Rick
Rock...Federation...(Whoooooo)

Go [x9] Hey hey.

Go hard [x2]

[E-40]
Ooh...Verbal vomit...I keep one on it
Not the scrill but you can call me ebonics
Sideshows goin nutty dumbin out
Take the wrong turn and get your roof stomped out
Old school vans doors open, me and my coupe
And some stoners we get high like Shaggy from Scooby Doo
I'm whiskeyed, I'm hit, I ain't go no patience
But I'm a couple tacos short of a combination
Ooh...Get on your head like a shavel ? from the gravel
When them scams dope deals be goin south
Look how swivel the metal flower want the fast quarter fuck us
for niggas 6 bucks an hour
From the rooter to the tooter He's the driver I'm the shooter
Don't be fuckin with my goon
Orgasms, high pots, and trill phones, sidekicks and ringtones
Go hard or go home

[Hook x8]
Go hard...
Go hard or go home

[Goldie]
? To the moon I coon like high school
My goons take no prisoners...what fool
What's beef. (Niggas want E-40 on a fat verse)
Swingin through the drive-thru, smash the front
Jackin' off. If you're from the Yay, that's what.
Open up the doors, go (go) ?
Sick, Monkey on my back
Psychos on my milk, won't let me go
Down my throat, Yes (yes), cuz (cuz), buzz (buzz)
What (what), I (I), go (go), numb (numb)
Slack folks like Droop-E too
Put thumb on the back like Rick on the NPC

[Hook]

[Interlude x4]
We jumpin on the top, man, scrape hella cool
3 or 4 niggas tryina cave in a room

[Stress]
Little purp, cuss like a sailor
Hand on my waist in the 2-man tailor
Get rich, hate being bold
My bitch keep askin for juicy ?
In the club, you know we strapped up
My white tee shirt look like coke wrapped up
Forces and jeans, can't wear slacks
Got good hair, new wave cap
Smoke block, standin on the curb
Same niggas with me I been knowin since the 3rd
Tryna get it, sucks bein bummy
Never should've give you niggas money

[Doon]
My bitch wanna see drop H's
Grind more than Haitians or Jamaicans
Ain't about money, then ain't got patience
Don't bring money, then don't have relations
Some like Hannibal, I'm a mammal
Ain't with monkeys like Mike and Emmanuel
Change the channel, rearrange panels
0-7 like the perm old cabby
And this babby she don't bring patties
She can't ride shotgun in the ? Caddy
Pull my nigga in, let him count paint
Don't cut him off like J did Dane

[Hook]

Sick Wit It

[Hook]
(Young L)
Got my vans on, but they look like sneakers
Got my vans on, but they look like sneakers
Got my vans on, but they look like sneakers
U Wearin' coke whites cuz my vans look clean and
Got my vans on, but they look like sneakers
Got my vans on, but they look like sneakers
Got my vans on, but they look like sneakers
U Wearin' coke whites cuz my vans look clean

[Verse 1]
Got my vans on, finna out walk out the door
Put five on the grapes so u know i'm gon' blow
Got the new pack shoe, bought it right out the door
Holla at the dope girls, dope boys all GO...
Man, if u really tight, then u gotta get vans
See me in the club, bitch i'ma grown man
If u see me at a party, then it must be crack
Cost 36 dollars, all black, yes
Like my niggas may slap and we get clothes mayne
Fuck coke whites, cuz my vans fukkin gold
Got new top-siders finna fly like kites
Go to sleep in the day, go to parties at night
Man, i'm from B-town and all my niggas get like...
Man, we be sportin vans and we throw away Nikes
If u wanna get right, stop buyin those Nikes
Get some new fukkin vans and u'll bet u look icey...(hey)

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
I wear checkered vans the same color as snow (hey)
When Uno spit crack, the same color as coke (yes)
Got my vans on, but they look like sneakers
U wearin coke whites, but my vans are clean
They slip in and out real easy, like blunts
U can get different colors, like rainbows
Since 1966, Vans had set a trend
I got a blue pair, yea, in a size 10
Get ur grown man on, when u wear top-siders
Button ups and sweaters, equal attire
Either 1, 2 step
Yea, get ur boogie on
Go slide real quick, like you got skates on
They some punk rock shoes, so they get real dirty
Sole kinda thick, like a big booty chick
A big booty chick?... yea, thas what i said
36 dollars and ur cashin out for some vans (hey)

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
(Yea, Young L, lets go)
Yea, i'm raw nigga, wit my got damn vans on
Slip 'em off, slip 'em on, cuff in my pants,
So they don't get torn in the back
It's a punk rock shoe, with the logo in the back
Got the red ones laced up in a size 10
Got the all black vans on witta skull head
I GO...
Catch me in my vans goin dumb
At a function or a party, we gon' get this shyt started
They got all kinda vans, like checkered different colors
If u lace 'em pass the fourth hole, u some type of sucker
Once copped me a pair from the skateboard shop
Went home, they didn't fit, then i had re-cop
I give a fukk, yea ya boy rock slip ons
But I bet i'll snatch ur chick wit my got damn vans on
Holla at cha boy, but i can tell ya where i got these
Vans don't cost G's, real niggas wear these vans (yea...)

[Hook]

[Verse 4]
(Yea, yea, lets go...)
In my van shoes, but they look like sneakers
Yea, they old skool, like high-top Adidas
Now we gettin money, all these niggas wanna be us
But i don't give a fukk cuz my whole team see us
These niggas wouldn't bust a nut in a porno flick
Black on black, so they won't get dirty
Lookin like a grown man, feelin like i'm 'bout 30
Super official, Short blow the whistle
Talk to my pistol if u got an issue
Smokin' purple stuff, got my eyes all hazy
Play dat Young Stunna, dope girls go crazy
My vans go stupid, skitz-oh-manie
Better cuff ya chick, slip-ons get ladies
U can have them coke whites wit them dirty ass laces
Nigga, vans GO, all u lame niggas face it
But my vans lime green, yea, i'm flyer than a space ship

(verse 1)
say what yo name is
ooh yeah that fits you girl
tell me where you headed
can i walk with you girl?
you got that look in yo eyes,
that look like you give yo boy a here good ol' time
and i'm on it girl, that's right i'm on it girl

(bridge)
see this is the first time i had a girl,
who looks set me on fire
i'm really tryna get to know you better girl,
you aint gotta act like you shy.
cause we gon do, sumthing
sumthing is gon get, done
and we gon get, crunk
and have a lot of, fun
and i say

(hook)
shawty, shawty
she throwing her hair
she working them jeans
she talking that talk just li,li,like i like it
she keep it on and, poppin
shawty keep it on and poppin
ooh, oooh,ooh yeah

shawty, shawty
the way you wearing that top got yo boy so hot
aint no mistaking, playing, or faking,
you got me open and waitin, and poppin
you keep me on and poppin oooooh, oooooooh

(verse 2)
umh, umh, let me tell you
i tryna keep my swagger, but you bout to have me girl
jump through about four or five hoops of, ooh baby
let's take it to the hood so the people can see you girl
oh yes you mean and viscious the way you switchin'
now i think

(bridge)
this is the first time i had a girl
who looks set me on fire
i'm really tryna get to know you better girl,
you aint gotta act like you shy.
cause we gon do, sumthing
sumthing, is gon get done
and we gon get, crunk
and have a lot of, fun
ooooh, ohhhhh

(hook)
shawty, shawty
she throwing her hair
she working them jeans
she talking that talk just li,li,like i like it
she keep it on and, poppin
shawty keep it on and poppin
ooh, oooh,ooh yeah

shawty, shawty
the way you wearing that top got yo boy so hot
aint no mistaking, playing, or faking,
you got me open and waitin, and poppin
you keep me on and poppin oooooh, oooooooh

(hook)
shawty, shawty
she throwing her hair
she working them jeans
she talking that talk just li,li,like i like it
she keep it on and, poppin
poppin'

shawty, shawty
the way you wearing that top got yo boy so hot
aint no mistaking, playing, or faking,
you got me open and waitin, and poppin
shawtry got me poppin'

(breakdown)
ooooooooooh, ooooooooooh
ooh,oo, ooh, ooo, oooh,ooo, oooh
you make me feel like a winner girl i wanna say
ooh, oo, ooh, oooh, oooh, oo,oooh
let me put my hand around your waist while the background sing
oooooh, oooo, ooooh, ooooh, ooo, oooh
cause we gon do sumthing, sumthing is gon get done
oooooh, oooo, ooooh, ooooh, ooo, oooh
i'm about to have a fit, cause you're my number 1

(hook)
shawty, shawty
she throwing her hair
she working them jeans
she talking that talk just li,li,like i like it
she keep it on and, poppin
shawty keep it on and poppin
ooh, oooh,ooh yeah

shawty, shawty
the way you wearing that top got yo boy so hot
aint no mistaking, playing, or faking,
you got me open and waitin, and poppin
you keep me on and poppin oooooh, oooooooh

[Intro]
Oh... Compound we got one now baby... Woo!
Nephew... I see you boy... Ne-Yo! Let's go! Oh, Oh... Oh, Oh, Oh!

[Verse 1]
Girl what you want... Big chips is it?
Nice whips?
A nice boot with jeans that just fit into perfection how they stick to 'em hips?
She's so serious...
Ohhh, your walk is vicious, delicious
Millionaire's wife so above mistress
And lookin' at me like "Come get this"
This one is a superstar...
Can I be the sky that you shine in?
Dedicated I put the time in
Shorty that's the frame of mind I'm in
Let me show you who you are...
Can you be my present and future?
Can I show ya things ya not used to?
Baby where's the contract?

[Chorus]
Sign Me Up...
Won't you put me down?
I just wanna rock wit you, rock wit you baby
You lookin' for a real love, this is real love
Sign me up, sign me up, sign me up baby

[Verse 2]
Girl I'll be worth your time...
Cause you got my attention
I wanna make this connection
Not now but right now girl
Show me the dotted line...
Cause I'm sold on your sugar
I wanna be everything to ya
Just tell me what I got to do girl
This one is a superstar...
Can I be the sky that you shine in?
Dedicated I put the time in
Shorty that's the frame of mind I'm in
Let me show you who you are...
Can you be my present and future?
Can I show ya things ya not used to?
Shorty where's the contract? (Hey hey!)

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
You make the room stop (huh)
Sit back and just watch
Cause you bad than an mother
Can we make this thing for real? (hey)
Girl cause I got more than enough
Just sign me up
I wanna be down with this program
Tell me what the deal (Oh yea!)

[Chorus]

[Outro]
Huh, Ne-Yo! Compound! Yea!
Sign me up lil' mama... real love, this is real love...

[Dialogue in the style of a "Rocky" movie]
This guy is a bulldozer with a wrecking ball attached
He'll leave a ring around your eye and tread marks on your back
He's an animal
He's hungry
You ain't been hungry since "Supreme Clientele"
Remember what you first told me when I took ya in
You wanted to be a fighter (Yeah!)
You wanted to be a killer (New York stand Up)
You wanted to be the Champ! (It's got your boy in the booth nigga)
You ain't hungry
Matter of fact I don't want you in my gym ('bout to take New York with this shit)
Get out of my ring, you disgust me

[Ghostface Killah]
Godzilla bankroll
Stones from Stilion
Yo I ain't got it all, that means I'm barely home
Trailblazer stay ballin
Revenge is my arts is crafty darts
While y'all stuck on Laffy Taffy
Wonderin' how did y'all niggaz get past me
I been doin' this before Nas dropped the Nasty
My wallos I did 'em up
Them bricks I sent 'em up
My raps y'all bit 'em up
For that now stick 'em up
Ten Four good buddy Tone got his money up
Worth millions still back your bitch lookin bummy what
Ya'll staring at the angel of death
Liar liar pants on fire you burning up like David Koresh
This is architect music
I'm a verbal street opera, pop a Tek man fully got the projects booming indeed
I ran through the tunnel
Terrorize speed
That's when I was still in the jungle slingin' that D

[Spoken over the beat]
Get out my face! I don't need nothin' you got no mo'.
Don't need no has-been messin' up my corner
And you better get that bad look off your face for I knock it off
Hey fool, you ready for another beating?
You shoulda never came back
Look here man, after I crucify him, you next!
And you better have a good doctor to rearrange your face
I'm the Champ!

[Ghostface Killah]
Who want to battle the Don?
I'm James Bond in the Octagon with two razors
Bet cha'all didn't know I had a fake arm
I lost it, wild and raw before rap, I was gettin' it on
Took a fat nigga out in like 40 seconds
My gun get hard wit a 45 still erects and eagle on
Kangol hat slanted coconut bounce to Morocco
Guerilla medallions like Flavor Flav clock yo
Niggaz want me dead but they scared to step to me
Rip they guts out like a hysterectomy
When beef collide look on the flip by the penitentiary kite
Or get you bumped off from the inside
Jaws is hanging
Frauds is left in they drawers, on the floor complaining
Bird ass nigga resemble Keenon Ivory Wayans
Stay in your place dirt born rappers get shadow-boxed for training
Ya'll still eatin bacon

[Spoken over the beat]
Gettin' out while you can? Don't give this nigga no statue give him death
I told y'all I wasn't going away
You had your shot now give me mine
Now why don't you tell all these nice folks why you been ducking me, politics man
This country wants to keep me down
They don't want me to have the title
Because I'm not a puppet like that fool up there
Ask his woman--she get more pipe from the plumber than in bed
I'm the Champ!

[Ghostface Killah]
I'm like the deuce of diamonds cutting spades on a glass table
Half a mil on my left ankle
Terrycloth Guess shorts robes is comfortable
Bring me a nice bitch that means I'll fuck with you
My swagger is Mick Jagger, Stones is Rollin'
Prestige is cut to a tee, sparkin' weed went up
The Cocoa leaf is slightly damp
Sproutin' in the backyard next to Gran duke tomato plants
And jets get charted marquee shit with the cars on it
The haters, they earl run to the toilet and vomit
Back East summer MC king since Cuban
Pretty Tone Iron Man Bulletproof and Supreme
Proof and you double deuce in the jeans
My man Snake was on the floor with the motherlode both of them green
IBF WBC Cruiserweight title shots, rap belts belong to D.C.

[Spoken over the beat]
Listen I am bad, I said I am bad
I'm a bad man
I'm so bad sometimes I scares myself
Sometimes I look in the mirror and want to kiss myself I'm so pretty
Now who am I (The Man!)
Now who am I (The Man!)
Who (The Man!)
That's right and don't y'all forget it!

Ladies and gentlemen!
The winner by way of technical knockout and still champion of the worrrrrrrrld
Ghostface Killllllllllllllaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Now Walk It Out
Now Walk It Out
Now Walk It Out
Now Walk It Out
Now Walk It Out
Now Walk It Out
Now Walk It Out
Now Walk It Out

[Chorus:]
West Side Walk It Out
South Side Walk It Out
East Side Walk It Out
North Side Walk It Out

[Repeat]

[Verse 1:]
Now Hit Da Dance Floor
Now Bend Your Back Low
She Do It Wit No Hands
Now Stop Pop And Roll
Im Smokin Bubba Hoe
Now Ya'll In Trouble Hoe
I Like Da Way She Move
An Undercover Hoe
Now Everybody Leanin
I Make Da Crowd Rock
Now Gone And Walk It Out
I See Dey On My Job
She Like Dat Bubble Gum
Is Dey Da Double Ment Twins
2 Hoes Choosin Me
So I Know Dat Imma Win
It's On Once Again
Patron One Again
I Threw My Head Back
Then I Froze Like Da Wind
West Side Walk It Out
South Side Walk It Out
East Side Walk It Out
North Said Walk It Out

[Chorus:]
West Side Walk It Out
South Side Walk It Out
East Side Walk It Out
North Side Walk It Out

[Repeat]

[Verse 2:]

Dey Walk It On Da East
Dey Walk It On Da West
South Side Just Got It
And North Said Snap Your Necks
In Da Club
On Da Goose
Big Stacks
No Flex
These Sucka Wanna Try Me
Tell Dem 2 Long Decks
He Walkin Wit His Ones
Steady Smokin On Dat Fruit
She Walkin Wit Her Friends
All In A Slow Group
O Shit There They Go
Dey Walkin On Da Flour
Grey Goose
Double Shots
It Will Let Your Body Go
My Niggas On My Side
Hatas Hatin Think It's Funny
Im Walkin On These Niggas
Now Im Gettin 2 Da Money
Froze On Dem Hoes
I'm Not Talkin Bout Dancin
Fool Count On Da Charm
Diamond Steady Steady Hancin

[Chorus:]
West Side Walk It Out
South Side Walk It Out
East Side Walk It Out
North Side Walk It Out

[Repeat]
Ok Now Do It How U Do It Gone And Walk It Out
I Said Do It How U Do Gone And Walk It Out
Ok Do It How U Do It Gone And Walk It Out
I Say Do It How U Do It Gone And Walk It Out
Walk
Walk
Walk
Now Walk It Out
Walk
Walk
Walk
Now Walk It Out
Walk
Walk
Walk
Now Walk It Out
I Said Do It How U Do It Gone And Walk It Out

(Chorus)
Toot that thang up mami make it roll
once you pop pop lock it for me girl get low
if yo mama gave it to you baby girl let it show
once you pop lock drop it for me maybe we can roll(oh)

Pop lock and drop it (8x)

(Verse 1): Baby Huey
Tonite its gon be some changes
no acting sadity
so stop acting and get it clappin
cause i'm knowing you feeling me
yeah you cute
but don't let that shit go to yo head
cause what this cutie won't do
pimpin another one will
you prepared rockin a skirt
and ya heels so tall
and we ain't wit none of that tricking but our bills so tall
i been peepin you fo a while and you throwin it back
if you lookin fo youa balla we got dough in da back
look yo color camello brown
and yo skin so smooth
i'm havin fantasies about what you and me can do
and you an undacover freak
you probably thinking da same
i'm seein light up on yo face because you peepin my chain
and i ain't tryna put tou out there as if you a freak
so don't even take it that way jus say you did it fo me
and yeah you probably roll wit me cause its money in my pockets
so before then i gotta see you pop lock and drop it

(Chorus 1x)

(Verse 2): Baby Huey
I ain't gotta be yo man
but i really wouldn't mind
we ain't got to talk again i'm jus tryna have a time
if you a balla pulla stack out and smack her on da ayyy
pop lockin cock blockas get up out da way
let lil mami get low
giva space let her sweat
the club turnin to hoolas cause they shirts is so wet
from da window to da wall
lil mama showin her thong
the broad freakin herself it's tellin me that it's on
you ready then we can roll i'm tellin you we can go
i'm thinkin if i can handle it the way you make it roll
you groovin and speedin up
you right in between us
if you a stripteasa then baby don't tease us
at first i thought i was trippin
but my vision gettin clearer
you moving that thang around as if you practice in da mirra
she doin a new dance
what the next man said
i'm like naw she just pop locking on a headstand

(Chorus 1x)

(Hook)
Make it roll to da left (left)
roll to da right (right)
pop lock and drop it get low a'ight
Make it roll to da left (left)
roll to da right (right)
pop lock and drop it get low a'ight
it ain't tricking if you got it
we got it but i ain't givin
just bounce it and roll wit it and maybe you roll wit us
it ain't tricking if you got it
we got it and i ain't givin
just bounce it and roll wit it and maybe you roll wit us

Pop lock and drop it
now pop lock and drop it fo me
pop lock and drop it
say pop lock and drop it
whats yo name girl
neva mind neva mind
do you thang girl fire you ain't neva lied
whats yo name girl
neva mind neva mind
do you thang girl fire you ain't neva lied 'ight! (Oh)

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(feat. Malik B, Porn)

[Black Thought]
Yeah, I'm from the illest part of the Western Hemisphere
So if you into sight seein don't visit there
It's somewhere between Jersey and Delaware
Philly never scared and them niggaz ain't timid there
Them young triggers lose lives by the minute there
It might start but the fight never finish there
They all fucked up tryin to get the gingerbread
A few stacks be the price for a nigga's head
Cops and robbers, cowboys and indians
Clips and revolvers and George's and Benjamin's
A celebration of the loss of your innocence
To you old self you've lost any resemblance
They say the city make a dark impression
The youth just lost and they want direction
But they don't get the police, they get the protection
And walk around with heat like Charlton Heston, man

[Chorus 2X]
It's in the music, turn it up let it knock
Let it bang on the block 'til the neighbors call the cops
The cops gone come but they ain't gone do shit
They don't want no problems, what are y'all stupid
It's all in the music [6X]

[Malik B]
It's kinda ill how we grip these bitches in the Bonneville
It's kind of a thrill, my mind it will spill, my nine it will kill
Of course bro like crossbow, I bring the force though
Hittin your guts splittin your torso
It's colder than the North Pole livin unlawful
I'm giving you a jawful Of somethin awful
Yo my theoretic is leaded, Will come and set it
The shit bang and leave you diabetic for paramedics
I spit flames and get dames to get change
With pitbull bark and lock the shock
Don't bother me Och, don't you dare lie to me Och
I don't know, who's this nigga that you try to be Och
Benefit of doubt had me think you in it for clout
Big shit, send it for route and finish him out
Joints stiff from rigor mortis
While we swimmin in waters, women with daughters
Will have us niggaz sinnin with orders

[Chorus 2X]

Whether it's rock and roll or old soul (It don't matter)
Disco, Calipso (It don't matter)
Suit and tie or tie-dye (It don't matter)
Snakeskins or Timberlands (It don't matter)
Tight fade or long braid (It don't matter)
Red head or brunette (It don't matter)
Breakdance, slamdance (It don't matter)
Do the jerk until it hurts
I'm tellin' you

Ain't nothin' wrong with that (I'm tellin' you)
Ain't nothin' wrong with that (I'm tellin' you)
Ain't nothin' wrong with that

East or west coast (It don't matter)
Down south or up north (It don't matter)
Hollywood or in the hood (It don't matter)
Either way it's all good (It don't matter)
Block party, frat party, (It don't matter)
Backyard or boulevard (It don't matter)
Red, yellow, black or white (It don't matter)
We all gettin' down tonight
I'm tellin' you

Ain't nothin' wrong with that (I'm tellin' you)
Ain't nothin' wrong with that (I'm tellin' you)
Ain't nothin' wrong with that
Ain't nothin' wrong with that.

Shake it Shake it Shake it 8x

I don't know but I've been told
When the music gets down in your soul
It makes you want to loose control
And there

Ain't nothin' wrong with that
Ain't nothin' wrong with that (I'm tellin' you)
Ain't nothin' wrong with that (I'm tellin' you)
Ain't nothin' wrong with that
Ain't nothin' wrong with that.
(Hollywood or in the hood. I'm tellin' you)
Ain't nothin' wrong with that.
(Suit and tie or tie-dye. I'm tellin' you)
Ain't nothin' wrong with that

It don't matter
It don't matter
(Let it go)
It don't matter
(Let it go)
It don't matter
(Let it go)
It don't matter
(Let it go)

[JD](Lil Bow Wow)
Uh-huh, yo
(Oh, oh)
Uh-huh, yo
(Uh-huh, oh, oh)
Uh-huh, yo
(Bounce, bounce)
See around here
(Uh-huh, uh, huh-uh)
I make things that make y'all bounce
Ya know?
Heh, ya know what I mean?
(Yeah, yeah)
Left to right, right to left
(Uh-huh, uh-huh)
It's So So Def
(Yeah uh)
And uh it's going down
Ya know what I mean?
(Yeah)
My man Bow Wow
(Bow Wow, yeah hear me now)
Yeah ya heard?
(Check it out)
Let's go! Let's go! Let's go!
(Peep game, let's go)

[Lil Bow Wow]
Around here we pop them coddles
Around here we get them dollars
Every girl I see that look right
A nigga like me just gotta holla
This kid here all about stackin' up
Got big head but we can back it up
Long cause everybody get crunk
When we drop in the club starts acting up
I represent the S-O-S-O, D-E-F-M-O-B
That's me, JD, Da Brat, and JE
So please believe
What I do ain't never been done
Ohio is where I'm from
I heard what you said
And I saw what you do
And y'all playas really don't want none
From the day to the night, I ROCK
Say what you like, NEVER NOT
Stayin' alive, living the life
Gots to keep it hot
Shotgun in the drop
Riding good, twenties, TVs, leather and wood
Poppin', watching Big Momma
Holdin' it down like a playa should
Sing-a-long now!

[Xscape]
All I wanna do is see ya
Bounce with me, bounce with me
Grab a partner hit the floor
Bounce with me, bounce with me
Some clap, clap others stomp
But around here we get it crunk when ya
Bounce with me, bounce with me
All I wanna do is see ya
Bounce with me, bounce with me
Grab a partner hit the floor
Bounce with me, bounce with me
Some clap, clap others stomp
But around here we get it crunk when ya
Bounce with me, bounce with me

[Lil Bow Wow]
It's the B to the O-W
Wow even your girl fall in love
When I smile
The tight little guy you ain't seen in a while
Ignore the hype, just right for you size
I get in where I fit in
Braided up, made the bucks
And I'm still a kid
Imagine what life like when I get big
I'mma be rich surrounded by chicks
Couple of cars, couple of cribs
Gettin' a couple of mills
Shining every time I feel
You see how So So get ill
You don't want no stuff up in here
Bow to the Wow ? in your ear now
I get down cause I'm hit bound
And I rock an iced out Mickey Mouse around my neck
And I hang on niggas like Vince Carter
With his palm on his neck
And I outta snatch up your daughters
But I was brought up with respect
When I turn 16 I'mma call her though
And show her how to ride with a baller yo
Let her know why it wouldn't hurt her
To fall in love with a nigga like me along time ago
Sing-a-long now!

[Xscape]
All I wanna do is see ya
Bounce with me, bounce with me
Grab a partner hit the floor
Bounce with me, bounce with me
Some clap, clap others stomp
But around here we get it crunk when ya
Bounce with me, bounce with me
All I wanna do is see ya
Bounce with me, bounce with me
Grab a partner hit the floor
Bounce with me, bounce with me
Some clap, clap others stomp
But around here we get it crunk when ya
Bounce with me, bounce with me
All I wanna do is see ya
Bounce with me, bounce with me
Grab a partner hit the floor
Bounce with me, bounce with me
Some clap, clap others stomp
But around here we get it crunk when ya
Bounce with me, bounce with me
All I wanna do is see ya
Bounce with me, bounce with me
Grab a partner hit the floor
Bounce with me, bounce with me
Some clap, clap others stomp
But around here we get it crunk when ya
Bounce with me, bounce with me

[Jermaine Dupri]
I, I, I wanna see you bounce with me now
Take, take, take it down to the ground with me now
Shake, shake, shake it all around the town with me now
What'cha gon do shorty, what'cha gon do