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I Don't Give A... (feat. Mystikal & Krayzie Bone)

Lil Jon & The East Side Boyz & Mystikal

Dirty South

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Mystikal

Vocals

Krayzie Bone

Vocals

Lil Jon

Vocals

Big Sam

Vocals

Lil' Bo

Vocals

L-Roc

Keyboards

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Anthony Henderson

Anthony Henderson

Songwriter

James Phillips

Songwriter

Jonathan "Lil Jon" Smith

Jonathan "Lil Jon" Smith

Songwriter

Michael Tyler

Songwriter

Sammie Norris

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Lil Jon

Producer

Jan Nerud

Recording Engineer

Brett Liebermann

Brett Liebermann

Engineer

John Frye

Mixing Engineer

Rick Taylor

Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

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Okay (What?)

[Verse 2]

You ride up to the club, ****

I don't give a...fuck

Shakin' yo ' ass in the club, bitch

I don't give a...fuck

Drinkin' Cris' in the V.I.

I don't give a...fuck

Talkin' shit 'bout me, bitch

I don't give a...fuck

[Verse 3]

You got a pocket full of money, ****

I don't give a...fuck

You drinkin' off wit' them hoes, bitch

I don't give a...fuck

In the club wit' yo' pussy clique

I don't give a...fuck

Security on my dick, bitch

I don't give a...fuck

[Verse 4]

Drop them bows on them muthafuckin' pussy-ass ****

Drop them bows on them muthafuckin' pussy-ass ****

I got that east side wit' me

I don't give a...fuck

Got that west side wit' me

I don't give a...fuck

[Verse 5]

Drop them bows on them muthafuckin' pussy-ass ****

Drop them bows on them muthafuckin' pussy-ass ****

I got that north side wit' me

I don't give a...fuck

Got that south side wit' me

I don't give a...fuck

[Verse 6]

We rollin' deep in this bitch, so fuck y'all ****

We rollin' deep in this bitch, so fuck y'all ****

I got that dirty south wit' me

I don't give a...fuck

I got that midwest wit' me

I don't give a...fuck

[Verse 7]

If security step up, we'll crush them ****

If security step up, we'll crush them ****

I got that east coast wit' me

I don't give a...fuck

I got that west coast wit' me

I don't give a...fuck

[Verse 8]

You ride up to the club, ****

I don't give a...fuck

Shakin' yo ' ass in the club, bitch

I don't give a...fuck

Drinkin' Cris' in the V.I.

I don't give a...fuck

Talkin' shit 'bout me, bitch

I don't give a...fuck

[Verse 9]

You got a pocket full of money, ****

I don't give a...fuck

You drinkin' off wit' them hoes, bitch

I don't give a...fuck

In the club wit' yo' pussy clique

I don't give a...fuck

Security on my dick, bitch

I don't give a...fuck

[Verse 10]

Man, don't touch a bitch up on spice

My mom ain't married, bitch, I'm a bastard

****, aight, fuck over me

You know what I do to these rappers

They come in here huffin' and puffin'

And screamin' and cussin'

They bustin' they verses

****, you better calm yo' ass down

'Less you excited to see me in person

I'm rollin' wit' thugs and felons

Uh, that's 'cause it's on, killas

We gon' teach you old punk ass ****

To respect us authority figures

Don't grind my kind, boy

When be pourin' up in the club

You goin' down, boy

Too bad, fuck you, sorry for you

[Verse 11]

And that's when that spot get shook

But I ain't the one to come look

'Cause all I can tell the police is

"I am not a crook"

I fuck big, fine bitches

My dick get hard, watch it grow

They gimme fire head

And blow my shotgun

The good, good dome

Now, tell me that ain't the life

Tell me, me and my **** ain't for life

Now tell me that shit ain't tight

Tell me that y'all want be just like me

I beat these bitches down

I wash these cowards up

****, you talkin' shit?

Ho, you tryna power up

[Verse 12]

You ride up to the club, ****

I don't give a...fuck

Shakin' yo ' ass in the club, bitch

I don't give a...fuck

Drinkin' Cris' in the V.I.

I don't give a...fuck

Talkin' shit 'bout me, bitch

I don't give a...fuck

[Verse 13]

You got a pocket full of money, ****

I don't give a...fuck

You drinkin' off wit' them hoes, bitch

I don't give a...fuck

In the club wit' yo' pussy clique

I don't give a...fuck

Security on my dick, bitch

I don't give a...fuck

[Verse 14]

Y'all **** ain't ready for this

Motherfuckers ain't study for this

'Cause y'all still ain't learn

**** got a 4-4 cock and the floor so hot

Make a muthafucka feel that burn

**** say, "Word, man where the herb?"

Just get up off my dick, don't backtalk

My **** finna get up in 'em

Back up off of this

****, don't wanna get fucked up?

Then shut up the talkin'

Barkin', better bark it, mark it

**** talkin', sparkin'

Better watch it, dodge it

Never mind, he caught it

[Verse 15]

Where the thugs at up in this bitch?

Fuck a **** up, y'all represent

Gimme some gin, gimme some Hen'

Nah, just gimme both and I'll mix it all in

Who wanna take a lil' sip of this sin?

Lemme get you twisted, man

**** on fire, don't stop droppin' 'em

That's a lie, we just gon' drive

We come back flyer than ever

Higher than ever

This time with venomous rhymes

[Verse 16]

So any **** wanna get involved

What you think, you can fuck wit' my dogs?

****, you thinkin' you ruffle us down

Let's thug it up

Did you think you can fuck wit' us?

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom

You ready to do this, to hell wit' the song

We ain't to tell you it's on

You know this

Poppin' the glock, put a stop to the ho shit

Y'all still can't fuck wit' us

And never will because

We too fuckin' cold, too fuckin' bold

Got too many soldiers ready to roll

For them goddamn bones

[Verse 17]

You ride up to the club, ****

I don't give a...fuck

Shakin' yo ' ass in the club, bitch

I don't give a...fuck

Drinkin' Cris' in the V.I.

I don't give a...fuck

Talkin' shit 'bout me, bitch

I don't give a...fuck

[Verse 18]

You got a pocket full of money, ****

I don't give a...fuck

You drinkin' off wit' them hoes, bitch

I don't give a...fuck

In the club wit' yo' pussy clique

I don't give a...fuck

Security on my dick, bitch

I don't give a...fuck

What?

Written by: Michael Lawrence Tyler, Craig Stephen Lawson

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