Hell Yeah - Radio Edit

Lyrics

G wizzle
 Uh, I just wanna do it surreal
 Woo, we gon' do it like MJ used to do it
 You know what I'm sayin', I'm like that kind
 Woo, Woo, Woo
 Check me out
 Have you ever seen the thug in the club with a bottle turned up
 Head bobbin' like (hell yeah)
 Have you ever seen the chick in the club with a drink in the cup
 Booty shakin' like (hell yeah)
 Have you seen those Big Tymers pull up in the front of the club
 24's like (hell yeah)
 Have you ever seen fifty thousand strong with their hands in the air
 Up and down like (hell yeah)
 So fresh, so fly, so sweet, so polite
 So much, too many, but we ridin' tonight
 Well, it's that pimp talk that ain't that pimp walk
 It's big pimpin' over here, player, that just started
 See, we fresh with air ones, lexus and big drums
 (Chips, plenty chicks, plenty crisp, big fun)
 Ma, you worry none, the minks come with the guns
 Prada, the gucci, it's all in bird fun
 I'm sittin' in my truck, snakin' the club out
 Kill this last sip, then go wild the fuck out
 Up in the club with my hands in the air
 There's so much coochie in the atmosphere
 So girl, quit frontin' and get yo ass over here
 And get yourself a cup of this crown and belvedere
 I'm all off in the corner with honeys takin' (flicks)
 They be in the VIP with lots of (chicks)
 I'm pimped out now, low cut, and a (pick)
 G and Big Tymers together, that's a hit
 Have you ever seen the thug in the club with a bottle turned up
 Head bobbin' like (hell yeah)
 Have you ever seen the chick in the club with a drink in the cup
 Booty shakin' like (hell yeah)
 Have you seen those Big Tymers pull up in the front of the club
 24's like (Hell yeah)
 Have you ever seen fifty thousand strong with their hands in the air
 Up and down like (Hell yeah)
 So fresh, so clean, so shiny, on a beam
 Girl, you're so mean, why you're doin' the damn thing
 Any more room for me in those jeans
 Uh-huh, uh-huh
 We got so many rooms in the Swiss like we were swiss sailors
 Mami givin' me head like she's a brain doner
 A pool party in my crib up in Daytona
 Hosted by Sonia and Monya, ooh
 Mami walkin' up the beach, so fly, so neat
 It's me and Ginuwine, 23's on our feet
 Say mami, you look good, mami, you're so fly
 You need a D-boy, come over here and get superfly
 Have you ever seen the thug in the club with a bottle turned up
 Head bobbin' like (hell yeah)
 Have you ever seen the chick in the club with a drink in the cup
 Booty shakin' like (hell yeah)
 Have you seen those Big Tymers pull up in the front of the club
 24's like (hell yeah)
 Have you ever seen fifty thousand strong with their hands in the air
 Up and down like (hell yeah)
 Said we love them cars and we love them chicks
 And we love them parties and we love that Cris'
 And we love them houses and we love that ice
 And when we rollin' through your hood we love to shoot that dice
 Have you ever seen the thug in the club with a bottle turned up
 Head bobbin' like (hell yeah)
 Have you ever seen the chick in the club with a drink in the cup
 Booty shakin' like (hell yeah)
 Have you seen those Big Tymers pull up in the front of the club
 24's like (hell yeah)
 Have you ever seen fifty thousand strong with their hands in the air
 Up and down like (hell yeah)
 Have you ever seen the thug in the club with a bottle turned up
 Head bobbin' like (hell yeah)
 Have you ever seen the chick in the club with a drink in the cup
 Booty shakin' like (hell yeah)
 Have you seen those Big Tymers pull up in the front of the club
 24's like (hell yeah)
 Have you ever seen fifty thousand strong with their hands in the air
 Up and down like (hell yeah)
 Have you ever seen the thug in the club with a bottle turned up
 Head bobbin' like (hell yeah)
 Have you ever seen the chick in the club with a drink in the cup
 Booty shakin' like (hell yeah)
 Have you seen those Big Tymers pull up in the front of the club
 24's like (hell yeah)
 Have you ever seen fifty thousand strong with their hands in the air
 Up and down like (hell yeah)
 Haha, yo Kelly you outdid yourself on this one, boy
 Good lookin', uh
 Woo, that joint was hot
 You know thats a smash, you know how we do
 I'm tellin' you, they told me the club was killin' it
 We walk through the club, you know what's gon' happen (Yo, hold on, hold on)
 Yo Ma'
 Ma (Ooh wee)
 Yo, yo, hold up, let me get a minute
 Come here, girl (She got some friends)
 Yo, hold up, baby (Damn, can I at least get out the car?)
 Haha, I'm sorry, yo yo, what's up, ma'am?
 I see you walkin' buy yourself, what's your name? (Brooklyn)
 Damn girl, you lookin' good, y'know what I'm sayin'
 I'm here wit' my boys, y'know what I'm sayin'
 Just chillin' doin' a show, doin' my thing, y'know what I'm saying
 I'm tryna get at you—we here, doin' nothin', tryna have some fun
 Show me some fun in your city
 Can I get ya number?
 (Yeah, you got a pen?)
 Nah, I got my cell—It's new years, baby, haha
 Aight, what's ya number?
 (212-833-5050)
 Aight, cool, aight now
 What's a good time, 10? 11?
 (I mean, whenever—anytime is good)
 I like it when they down, ahh
 Aight baby, I'll holla at you, aight?
 (Aight)
 One (Take care)
 Damn, baby, hold on, hold on, hold on
 Any more room for me in those jeans?

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Duration
03:39
Key
5
Tempo
88 BPM

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