lirik lagu i don’t give a… (remix) – lil jon & the east side boyz
[intro: pitbull, lil jon, & mystikal]
haha, cómo (okay)
yeah
pitbull (okay)
lil jon? (okay)
yeah (haha)
i know you ain’t had time to do it so you know (okay)
i*i did it for you dawg (okay)
i appreciate it (okay)
back that up
prepárense (whaa)
okay
[chorus: lil jon & the east side boyz]
you ride up to the club n*gga, i don’t give a f*ck
shakin yo’ ass in the club b*tch, i don’t give a f*ck
drinkin’ cris in the v.i., i don’t give a f*ck
talkin’ sh*t ’bout me, b*tch i don’t give a f*ck
you gotta pocket full of money n*gga, i don’t give a f*ck
you drinkin’ off with them ho’s b*tch, i don’t give a f*ck
in the club with yo’ p*ssy cl!ck, i don’t give a f*ck
security on my d*ck b*tch, i don’t give a f*ck
[verse 1: pitbull & lil jon]
ooh*woo*hoo
i’m back as that cuban from track 18 on the kings of crunk
i can get anything just let me know exactly how many things you want
catch us in the club with our cups up screaming, “we don’t give a f*ck”
and my n*gga you don’t want none cause truly we don’t give a f*ck
lil jon done put me on the rеmix, now y’all on some deep sh*t
y’all never thought that i run up thе track but please b*tch
y’all like a 8*ball in the wrong pocket, y’all losing the game
i’m like a 8*ball [?] pocket, i go straight for your brain
when i c*ck it and bang, i’m doing my thing
ain’t nothing gon’ stop me, weather the storm
i walk though the rain, [?] with the fame
just give me the money and forget about me (woo)
how dare you doubt me
pistol raw as [?] since tony in them yayo days (okay)
i’m like pyrex ready to rock, here i come ready or not
i’ma bring dade, jon you can bring swat’s
we can all get paid, haters can hate and watch (hahaha)
pits like crack, taking over your city, town, and block
[chorus: lil jon & the east side boyz]
you ride up to the club n*gga, i don’t give a f*ck
shakin yo’ ass in the club b*tch, i don’t give a f*ck
drinkin’ cris in the v.i., i don’t give a f*ck
talkin’ sh*t ’bout me, b*tch i don’t give a f*ck
you gotta pocket full of money n*gga, i don’t give a f*ck
you drinkin’ off with them ho’s b*tch, i don’t give a f*ck
in the club with yo’ p*ssy cl!ck, i don’t give a f*ck
security on my d*ck b*tch, i don’t give a f*ck
[verse 2: lil jon & the east side boyz]
drop dem bow’s on this b*tch so f*ck y’all n*ggas
we rollin’ deep in this b*tch so f*ck y’all n*ggas
i got that dirty south with me, i don’t give a f*ck
i got that midwest with me, i don’t give a f*ck
if security step up we’ll crush dem n*ggas
if security step up we’ll crush dem n*ggas
i got that east coast with me, i don’t give a f*ck
i got that west coast with me, i don’t give a f*ck
[chorus: lil jon & the east side boyz]
you ride up to the club n*gga, i don’t give a f*ck
shakin yo’ ass in the club b*tch, i don’t give a f*ck
drinkin’ cris in the v.i., i don’t give a f*ck
talkin’ sh*t ’bout me, b*tch i don’t give a f*ck
you gotta pocket full of money n*gga, i don’t give a f*ck
you drinkin’ off with them ho’s b*tch, i don’t give a f*ck
in the club with yo’ p*ssy cl!ck, i don’t give a f*ck
security on my d*ck b*tch, i don’t give a f*ck
[verse 3: mystikal]
man i do this in spite, my mom ain’t married, b*tch i’m a b*st*rd
n*gga i f*ck over me, you know what i do to these rappers?
they come in here huffin’ and puffin’
and screamin’ and cussin’ and bustin’ they verses
n*gga you betta calm yo’ ass down unless you excited to see me in person
i’m rollin’ with thugs and felons ughhh, that’s cuz it’s own k!llaz
we gon’ teach you ol’ punk ass n*ggas to respect us authority figures
throw one of a kind boy when we be pourin’ up in the club
you’re going down boy too bad f*ck ya, sorry for ya
listen let’s not to get shook, but i ain’t the one to come lookin’
‘cuz all i can tell the police is, i am not a crook
i f*ck big fine b*tches, my d*ck get hard, watch it grow
then gimme fiyah head, blow my shotgun, tastes good don’t it
now tell me that ain’t the life, tellin’ me my n*ggas ain’t for life
now tell me that sh*t ain’t tight
tell me that y’all wanna be just like me
i beat these b*tches down, i wash these cowards up
n*gga you talkin’ sh*t (huh) ho you tryna power up
[chorus: lil jon & the east side boyz]
you ride up to the club n*gga, i don’t give a f*ck
shakin yo’ ass in the club b*tch, i don’t give a f*ck
drinkin’ cris in the v.i., i don’t give a f*ck
talkin’ sh*t ’bout me, b*tch i don’t give a f*ck
you gotta pocket full of money n*gga, i don’t give a f*ck
you drinkin’ off with them ho’s b*tch, i don’t give a f*ck
in the club with yo’ p*ssy cl!ck, i don’t give a f*ck
security on my d*ck b*tch, i don’t give a f*ck
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