Lil Jon - I Don't Give A... lyrics

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Lil Jon - I Don't Give A... lyrics

Okay... okay... okay... okay... okay... okay.... whaaa, okay [Chorus] You ride up to the club n***a, I don't give a f** Sick of yo' a** in the club b**h, I don't give a f** Drinkin' cris in the v.i., I don't give a f** Talkin' sh** 'bout me, b**h I don't give a f** You gotta pocket full of money n***a, I don't give a f** You drinkin' off with them ho's b**h, I don't give a f** In the club wit yo' p**y click, I don't give a f** Security on my dick b**h, I don't give a f** Drop dem bow's on dem muthaf**in' p**y a** n***as Drop dem bow's on dem muthaf**in' p**y a** n***as I got that eastside wit me, I don't give a f** Got that westside wit me, I don't give a f** Drop dem bow's on dem muthaf**in' p**y a** n***as Drop dem bow's on dem muthaf**in' p**y a** n***as I got that north side wit me, I don't give a f** I got that southside wit me, I don't give a f** We rollin' deep in this b**h so f** why'all n***as We rollin' deep in this b**h so f** why'all n***as I got that dirty south wit me, I don't give a f** I got that midwest wit me, I don't give a f** If security step up we'll crush dem n***as If security step up we'll crush dem n***as I got that east coast wit me, I don't give a f** I got that west coast with me, I don't give a f** [Chorus] Man I do this in spite, my mom ain't married, b**h I'm a ba*tard n***a I f** 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***a you betta calm yo' a** down unless you excited to see me in person I'm rollin' with thugs and felons ughhh, that's 'cause it's own k**az We gon' teach you ol' punk a** n***as 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** ya, sorry for ya Listen let's not to get shook, but I ain't the one to come lookin' Cause all I can tell the police is, I am not a crook I f** big fine b**hes, my dick get hard, watch it grow Then gimme fine head, blow my shotgun, tastes good don't it Now tell me that ain't the life, tellin' me my n***as ain't for life Now tell me that sh** ain't tight Tell me that why'all want to be just like me I beat these b**hes down, I watch these cowards up n***a you talkin' sh** (huh) hoe you tryna power up [Chorus] Why'all n***as ain't ready for this, muthaf**as ain't steady for this Cause why'all still ain't learn, n***a got a 4-4 co*ked In a flick so hot make a muthaf**a feel that burn n***as say word, where da herb You stay up off my dick don't back talk my n***a finna' get up in 'em Back up off of this n***a The one n***a that f**ed up they shut up the talkin Barkin' betta block 'em off the n***a talkin, sparkin Betta watch and dodge and never mind he caught it Where da thugs at up in this b**h, f** a n***a up why'all represent Gimme some gin, gimme some hen Naw just gimme both and I'll mix it all in Who want to take a lil' sip of this in, let me get ya twisted man n***as on fire, don't stop droppin' dem that's a lie, we just won't die We come back flya than ever, higher than ever this time Wit venomous rhymes So any n***a want to get involved, what you think you can f** wit my dogs n***a you thinkin' you rubbin' us while we're thuggin this Did you think you can f** wit us, bone, bone-bone-bone-bone You ready to do this the hell with the song We ain't gotta tell you it's on, you know this Poppin' the glock to put a stop to the ho sh** Why'all still can't f** wit us and never will because We too f**in' cold, too f**in bold Got too many souljas ready to roll wit da goddamn bone [Chorus]

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