Lyrics:
Lil Jon G Walk

, They can't hang.. U can make it sticky gurl.. U's a damn freaky gurl.. Twurk dat thang.. No draws, Muthafuck a g-strAng.. "Hook" "LiL' Jon" Verse #2: Walk wit it.. Wha wha, Walk

[Lil' Jon] Yea What...What Check dis out right (Yea) Lil' Jon and the motherfuking East Side Boyz (What) The Kings of Crunk (What) Back at you with some

Snoop D O double G, East side L.B.C. And I'm bobbin to the beat of my O.G. homeboy Ice Cube And I'm C-walkin' on the motherfuckin' concrete Yo, if you

' nothin' but hits increase to bigger figures Nigga don't play with the muthafuckin' don't play lady On the way, God damn what you bitches say Nigga [Hook] [Lil' Jon

Let's rise, for the international head bussa Wassup Lil' Scrappy, Lil' Scrappy, Lil' Scrappy B M E click, who are you? I'm Lil Jon, okay We some head

G R O U P I E They told me that she ain't a freak, told me that she ain't a freak G R O U P I E They told me that she ain't a freak, told me that she

South when it come to making mix tapes, I'm a monster Napster crashed, but I wanna give a special shout out to Kazaa Long as Lil' Jon, and Manny keep

fall off because a nigga ain't average Fuck the I.R.S. a nigga still got cabbage Know how to play the game because the nigga is a baller Lil Jon with

broke breezies Jon ? doin' thangs, now that's so true And you bad news bitch I ain't fuckin' with you Punk bitch think she real smart, runnin' that G