[Intro] Trillville (Lil Jon) (What, ugh) Get on my level ho (What!) Get on my level ho (You can't!) Get on my level ho (You can't!) Get on my level ho (It's Trillville ho!) Get on my level ho (It's Trillville ho!) Get on my level ho (It's BME ho!) Get on my level ho (Let's gooo!) [Chorus] Trillville (Lil Jon) 2x b**h n***a you can neva eva, eva eva Eva eva, eva eva eva eva Get on my level ho (What!) Get on my level ho (What!) Get on my level ho (What!) Get on my level ho (What!) [Dirty Mouth] Just like I said, get the f** back Get up on my level jack Braided chips is all I stack Roll a seven, bring it back Never crapped out Cause my pimpin' is too slick for that But if ya think I'm jokin' then I guess That's yo a** jack Beat 'em down, stomp 'em out You know what I'm talkin' 'bout Dirty Mouth up in this b**h Trillville, we represent Any city, any hood Any state it's all good Wish you lames could get up on my level But you never could In the club, throwin' bows n***as grillin' wit they gold Mean muggin' hard, cause they crunk out the rainbow BME, is the clique North, South, East, and West Get up on my level cause my clique is the f**in' Best [Twista] n***a I got too many stars, too many stripes Too many thumpers, and too many pipes Get up in the club, I'm a k** in the fight Hit 'em in the mouth with the left and a right f** yo boys, f** yo laws Keep lookin' at me I'm a hit 'em in the jaw Mac-11, 30 caliburs, and SK's And a trunk full of haters if you really wanna draw See yo b**h, smack a b**h Up that thing, then my gat to click Bust yo dome in the back of it Then I ride to the black Cadillac and split If you don't really wanna get the picture Then I gotta hit ya wit real steel And I ride then I scream "You can't f** with Twista and Trillville!" Cause we got them thangs, got that dust When I'm in the club, guls hold that bu*t Make them shorties wanna cut Wit the spinners on the Benz, 24's on the truck Wood and leather You really wanna get ahead of motherf**ers like me But I'm bringin' better cheddar When it come to out-doin' motherf**ers like me n***a you could neva eva [Chorus] 2x [Don Peezy] My, my Benz, look at my 'Ac Look at my Benz, look at my 'Ac Get on, get on my level, hell nah neva that Get on, get on my level, hell nah neva that My n***a chill Let a n***a know Yo clique, one My clique, fo' Lookin' at my watch, time for y'all boys to go I used to get in hell but that's when I was broke Always crunk with my n***as Usually, always drunk with my n***as Usually, think this sh** a joke, Mr. D.L. Hughley? Pop a n***a mouth, how 'bout ya life Ya feel like losin'? Yeeeeeah, now take that I knew you wasn't real cause all you do is chit chat High and drunk, and drunk and get my, get my roll back High and drunk, and drunk and get my, get my throw Back Yeeeeeah [LA] Lil LA off in this b**h Ya still ain't on my level ho Crunk as f**, ready to buck Ya better duck, we comin' forth Get on the floor, kick down ya door Skip, pa**ed to me and I got the 'dro And I'm up, post So what ya know about the A-T-L, ho It's where we play, "Trillville U.S.A." These street times is real Any city, any state Evacuate the place or catch a blow to ya face Them n***as think they hard, sweet as muthf**in' cake A cupcake, a mistake Picture dead in ya mouth Now what we reppin' muthaf**'? That dirty south So throw yo clique up n***a, we stompin' it out And if ya smell like trash, we takin' ya out [Chorus] 2x [Lil Jon x8] Run around the motherf**in' club! Yeah