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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Jon
Vocals
Lil Scrappy
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Darryl Richardson
Songwriter
Jonathan "Lil Jon" Smith
Songwriter
Sammie Norris
Songwriter
Wendell Neal
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lil Jon
Producer
John Frye
Mixing Engineer
Mark Vinten
Recording Engineer
Tom Coyne
Mastering Engineer
Warren Bletcher
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah (What, what?)
Check this out, right (Yeah)
Lil Jon and the motherfuckin' East Side Boyz (What?)
The Kings of Crunk (What?)
Back at you with some new shit (What? Yeah)
Now this album we done went platinum and shit (What, what?)
That mean we done changed, **** (What? Yeah)
We the motherfuckin' Kings of Crunk
And we gon' always get this motherfucker crunk (What, what?)
Now let's talk about some more **** (What? Yeah)
[Chorus]
If you fall up in the club and them **** wanna mug
When you step up to they face, what they gon' do? (Shit)
If you fall up in the club and them hoes start actin' up
When you step up to them hoes, what they gon' do? (Shit)
What they gon' do? (Shit)
What they gon' do? (Shit)
What they gon' do? (Shit)
What they gon' do? (Shit)
What they gon' do? (Shit)
What they gon' do? (Shit)
What they gon' do? (Shit)
What they gon' do? (Shit)
[Verse 1]
Fuck ****, what's up? Hell nah, you ain't gon' buck
All that shittin' out your mouth gon' get you wet up
Fuck ****, what's up? Hell nah, you ain't gon' buck
All that shittin' out your mouth gon' get you wet up
You done came in the club with your motherfuckin' clique
We don't give a fuck, hoe, y'all pussy like bitches
You done came in the club with your motherfuckin' clique
We don't give a fuck, hoe, y'all pussy like bitches
[Verse 2]
It's some Eastside **** and they deep in this bitch (What? Wassup?)
And they step to every **** that be talkin' that shit (What? Wassup?)
It's some Westside **** and they deep in this bitch (What? Wassup?)
And they step to every **** that be talkin' that shit (What? Wassup?)
It's some Northside **** and they deep in this bitch (What? Wassup?)
And they step to every **** that be talkin' that shit (What? Wassup?)
It's some Southside **** and they deep in this bitch (What? Wassup?)
And they step to every **** that be talkin' that shit (What? Wassup?)
[Chorus]
If you fall up in the club and them **** wanna mug
When you step up to they face, what they gon' do? (Shit)
If you fall up in the club and them hoes start actin' up
When you step up to them hoes, what they gon' do? (Shit)
What they gon' do? (Shit)
What they gon' do? (Shit)
What they gon' do? (Shit)
What they gon' do? (Shit)
What they gon' do? (Shit)
What they gon' do? (Shit)
What they gon' do? (Shit)
What they gon' do? (Shit)
[Verse 3]
My brain is takin' in too much pain
I'm 'bout to explode first and then take names
But it's cool, lil' shorty, don't be so alarmed
I learned to bruise **** without jabbin' the arm
I don't play with muthafuckers 'cause this shit be real
Make you hold your breath longer than the Navy SEAL
And them bows gon' leave yo' ass dead in the past
Ain't no way you can differ your dick from your ass
I throw bows with my ****, fuck hoes with my **** (What? What?)
How the fuck you think I feel about disformin' your figure? (Yeah)
It's a closed casket for them hatin' bastards
It's some G's that's real, it's a mess of faggots
Who you talkin' to, bitch? What you gon' do, trick?
When it's obvious to see that you ain't gon' do shit
Lil Scrappy the prince and I ain't takin' no junk
I'm a quiet crunk **** and fuck bein' a punk
[Chorus]
If you fall up in the club and them **** wanna mug
When you step up to they face, what they gon' do? (Shit)
If you fall up in the club and them hoes start actin' up
When you step up to them hoes, what they gon' do? (Shit)
What they gon' do? (Shit)
What they gon' do? (Shit)
What they gon' do? (Shit)
What they gon' do? (Shit)
What they gon' do? (Shit)
What they gon' do? (Shit)
What they gon' do? (Shit)
What they gon' do? (Shit)
Shit, yeah, I'm lookin' 'round this motherfuckin' club (What?)
Them **** still motherfuckin' lookin' over here and shit (Lookin' over here talkin' and shit)
Think we gon' have to get some mothafuckin' straightenin' goin' on in this motherfucker (Yeah!)
This what we gon motherfuckin' do (What's up?)
We gon' walk over to these motherfuckin' **** (Yeah)
And talk to their ass like this
[Bridge]
Only bitches talk shit (What?)
Only bitches talk shit (What?)
Only bitches talk shit, that's why we bustin' your shit
Only bitches talk shit (What?)
Only bitches talk shit (What?)
Only bitches talk shit, that's why we bustin' your shit (Yeah)
[Bridge]
We real ****, y'all hoes (What? Y'all hoes)
We real ****, y'all hoes (What? Y'all hoes)
We real ****, y'all hoes (What? Y'all hoes)
We real ****, y'all hoes (What? Y'all hoes)
[Chorus]
If you fall up in the club and them **** wanna mug
When you step up to they face, what they gon' do? (Shit)
If you fall up in the club and them hoes start actin' up
When you step up to them hoes, what they gon' do? (Shit)
What they gon' do? (Shit)
What they gon' do? (Shit)
What they gon' do? (Shit)
What they gon' do? (Shit)
What they gon' do? (Shit)
What they gon' do? (Shit)
What they gon' do? (Shit)
What they gon' do? (Shit)
Written by: Wendell Maurice Neal, Sammie Norris, Darryl Kevin Richardson, Jonathan Smith