Chris Theis - Maniac lyrics
Ladies and gentleman (Ladies and gentleman) One-two, one-two E-V-E, party time 1 - All my East Coast n***as get all the chips All my West Coast n***as get all the chips All my Down South n***as get all the chips All my Ruff Ryder n***as get all the chips Let's go, let's go, let's go Let's go, let's go, let's go Let's go, let's go, let's go Let's go, let's go, let's go Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go Yo, yo whatcha need from a bad b**h, that b**h (Ladies) Don't f** around if you strapless Real thug hide his money in his mattress See him in the club with his team never stackless Want what we got, shorty got me hot Might have something to do with the drop top Big thang, big man Spotted, your number, your name, got it Freaks out, baby mother sneaking out (Big boys in the back pull your g's out) Thorough chick tell a n***a pile it on b**hes what they call us? (Brick house stallions) Now we feelin' it, drinks all in me Lady but a thug, double shot of Henney n***a look good, n***a got it all Can help but to speak ("Damn daddy how ya doing?") Babygirl grew up, mommy ain't around Searchin' for a thug in the club to hold me down, ughh Find the one that's running it all Top dog, his game sunning 'em all, huh Whiling out, people piling in (Oh sh**, watch out) Damn not again Another n***a knocked out, that's how it go Move to the other side, another drink (let's go) Repeat 1 Yo, yo, yo Ladies are you feeling it (Hell yeah) n***as are you feeling it (Hell yeah) What we gonna do with this sh** (Tear it up) What you got beef with a b**h (Play it up) sh**, drunker than a mother f**er Another round from the bar for my dog n***a Here now (all night long) Dance floor shoutin' (That's my song!) DJ mix it up, who got heat? (Swizz Beats n***a what?) Almost seeing double Bet you be in trouble if he pull me I got no time to cuddle f** it let me have another drink Damn how you get to the bar? Let me think Line for the bathroom, I ain't waiting in it To the front chicks hatin' (Uh-uh I know she didn't) sh** yes I did, moving right along Gotta get back before they play the last song (Last call for alcohol) Damn I knew it Thirty minutes till it's over, better do it One more drink, one more dance Papi staring at me in the corner you got one more chance Gotta eat, head to the diner Thinkin' you gonna see me next week (Try and find her) Repeat 1 (2x) All my East Coast n***as get all the chips All my West Coast n***as get all the chips All my East Coast n***as get all the chips All my West Coast n***as get all the chips All my Down South n***as get all the chips All my Ruff Ryder n***as get all the chips All my East Coast n***as get all the chips All my East Coast n***as get all the chips All my West Coast n***as get all the chips All my Down South n***as get all the chips All my East Coast n***as get all the chips All my West Coast n***as get all the chips All my Down South n***as get all the chips All my Ruff Ryder n***as get all the chips Let's go, let's go, let's go Let's go, let's go, let's go Let's go, let's go, let's go Let's go, let's go, let's go Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go