Play N Skillz - Fuck Them Bouncers Up lyrics
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(feat. Lil Jon) [Chorus 1: Lil Jon] Now If you don't give a fuck Like we don't give a fuck Then throw your motherfuckin finges in da air If you don't give a fuck Like we don't give a fuck Then throw your motherfuckin clicks in da air [Chorus 2: Lil Jon] Fuck them bouncerz up Fuck them bouncerz up Fuck them bouncerz up Fuck them bouncerz up (Bitch) Fuck them bouncerz up (Bitch) Fuck them bouncerz up (Bitch) [Verse 1: Skillz] Move bitch get out the way Skillz and Play comin thru yo way New range for the game its all the same Yeahh now put yo hood up on it Give a fuck I'm sick of all you bouncerz in da club outside just showin love Which eva motherfucka wanna see skillz Just look at the wheel you know fo real No challenger new to the game Look at the calender who you ain't Live in throwbacks What kinda shit is dat Doo rag for the hat Watch me sneak through the back And it doesn't make sense Watch me pop a 'vent But you still can catch me in da club like 50 cent Fuck a dress code Y'all know as soon I'm famous I'ma go In da club for free like 106 Runnin the park I see you bitch If thats your lady Mercedes I'm takin the keys Havin the pumpin da pump in da track Skillz N Play wit da beats that'll make you jump [Chorus 1] [Chorus 2] [Verse 2: Paul Wall] Now I hate to get blood on my reebok classics Mean Muggin in da club gets you jumped like Guymnastics Street life for tackticks Allow me to mention Why it's important you invest in auto theft provention Cuz while I'm inside starting a fight wit security You in the parking lot a cause for Currensy I hope you got a worrenty on them Sprewells cuz My boys get a pull on water Like them empty sea shells cuz My boys get ride out like Chicken and popeye Buddy they leave bloody bruised and cockeyed Play N skillz leave you in that bed in Miami In the hospital bed on that jelliten diet Playa its goin down it's goin down Bouncers in da club better beware It's Paul Wall in that candy blue somethin' Cuz if you don't like it you better do somethin' [Chorus 1] [Chorus 2] [Verse 3: Play] No need to pat me down when I enter da club I got a bitch wit a gucci bag and shes stashin my gloves Motherfuckaz iz actin' Like my boyz be playin' We jump playa hatin bouncerz And The gunz get to sprayin We pop trunks Get the pumps And the roaches in the shells Come home wit da clips and the shells yeahh Bitch and we don't give a fuck Just give me some henny Gimme some 'cris With Remy and watch dis shit I'm not here to be playin I'm here wit da birds I'll put your voice down your throat and make you swallow your words No id's and fuck a dress code Who gives a fuck about these hoes I ain't here to impress I'm here to collect dollars Pop a few bottles hit a few models And they won't know after tommorow So fuck what you sayin who you are and who you clamin I get to sparyin hittin cars While Im taking some shots [Chorus 1: x2] [Chours 2: x2]
