Get In Get Out - Lil Jon

What’s happening?

I’m back, bitch!

It’s your boy Lil Jon, hey!

BME Click

Let’s get this motherfucker CRUNK!

WHAT?

WHAT?

WHAT?

WHAT?

(Let's go!)

If I said it mo’fucker, then I goddamn mean it

Said it mo’fucker, then I goddamn mean it

Get In, Get Out (Get In, Get Out)

If I rep it mo’fucker, then I goddamn show it

Rep it mo’fucker, then I goddamn show it

Get In, Get Out (Get In, Get Out)

BITCH!

Put your middle fingers up

Point it at the pussy niggas in the club

Fuckers, fake ass thugs

Nigga, you SUCK!

You ain’t hatin' on shit

Your bitch suck err’body dick

Tryna be hard

We’ll take your chain and your car!

Nigga, fuck your hood!

Y’all niggas don’t really wanna do it

Ha, I’m strapped up, BITCH

And so is goddamn every nigga in my clique

Goddammit I’m blown

Drunk fucked up, to my liquor to my dome

Go ham or go home

We gon crank this bitch, I’m in the goddamn zone!

Now where my mo’fuckin' ladies at?

Tell them lame hoes, «yeah we can take it there»

Ha, make them hoes look stupid

Throw them hoes on them bitches like «you there!»

Whole broke down beat up bitch

With that old ass ugly outfit

That ain’t no goddamn Gucci bullshit

WOOOOOOH, I think I smell fish!

I hate fake hoes

Shoes too little with them hang-over toes

And a twenty dollar outfit

Stop shopping at Rainbow, bitch!

You know you wrong

My thugs are crackin' motherfucking dough

Go ham or go home

We gon crank this bitch, I’m in the goddamn zone!

Wassup?

Wassup?

Get buck in this motherfucking club

Wassup?

Wassup?

Get crunk in this motherfucking club