作词 : T. Smith/J. Yancey
作曲 : T. Smith/J. Yancey
We gon' change things
Yea, Genesis ******z
We gotta introduce y'all to the mother****** new millenium bounce
Yea, two-thousand and one hot ************t hot ************t c'mon
All my ******z in the place, all my ************es in the place
C'mon, c'mon, let's get to it
Let's get to it, let's get to it
All my ******z and my ************es let's get to it
New milleni-****** bounce, new millenium bounce
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon [Verse One]
Aiyyo it's colder than a muh'******a, who just let the hawk in?
****** guess who just walked in?
Lynch, most (?) makes them other ******z sit upon the bench broke
Then I step up in a trenchcoat ******
Got no time to be ****** with them wonderama ******z
Let me loosen up your bra-strap mama ******
LISTEN UP!
Look how we be rippin up and got the party pickin up and got you ******z spittin up
************T No pain, ****** never no gain, ****** no strain
O.D. into my ******* music
Spit that venom; pretty thick ************es walk by
If you let 'em ************ printin through they denim
Take her for a ride 'round the block, let her enjoy the whip
Drop her off, let her walk the strip
Ain't it funny how nature work?
Make ************es wanna bounce on a ****** 'til they make it hurt, c'mon [Chorus]
Shake yo' ************t until you make it hurt
Throw yo' ************ 'til you make it hurt
Pop that ************t until you make it hurt
Bounce 'til you really wanna make it hurt
Now bang yo' head until you make it hurt
C'mon, stomp yo' feet until we make it hurt
Pound that ************t until we make it hurt
Until we make it hurt, now let's make it hurt [Verse Two]
Are we ever gonna stop ******?
HECK NO! ************t now let me rip the muh'******a from the get-go, ******
Let go 'fore you make a ****** wanna let the tec blow
************es dancin like a stepshow, ******
Violate ******, you gets no love, ghetto
Only give a ****** show love ditto
Your clique too little, ****** givin ******z a riddle
****** around
I turn your wife into a widow
Nitro ******, make you wanna wild on the floor like a bunch of little psycho ******z
Presto, ************t we got a expo of ************es in here
Whylin like a bunch of le************o ************es
The best show of ************es, so electro ************es, c'mon
Get on your mark, get ready set go ************es
Then we go and add a little propane to it
Then we send another whole flame through it
Clear everything in my path, before
I split you in half
You wack ******, better get you a staff
The freak ************es try to hit me with math
Bru************n off wack ******z while them same ************es givin me ass, yo
Now let me give you more hot ************t, just for the record and make ************es wanna get ass-naked, c'mon
Party 'til you wanna lash out
Better yet, y'all ******z party 'til you mother****** pass out! [Chorus] [Verse Three]
C'mon! Throw yo' hands up high y'all
Light yo'
L, get high y'all
************t you can't deny y'all
Don't lie y'all, don't try y'all
All my ******z inside y'all
C'mon, let's start that ************t y'all
C'mon, and you know we won't quit
Then bang ******z with hit after hit y'all, c'mon
In the meantime ****** just pass me the
Henny, c'mon
Little Cris' and a bottle of the
Remi Write a bit and
STILL sortin it out
Flipmode up in this muh'******a ******, whatchu talkin about?
Hold up - a lot of people ain't compatible ******
They be buggin on how a ****** spend capital ******
Ain't it funny how nature work?
Hot ************t'll make 'em bounce 'til she really wanna make it hurt, c'mon [Chorus - repeat 2X]