Let's Git Doe

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 Ya ya, ya
 Fatman Scoop, Beatnuts
 Yo, yo, yo yo
 Fatman Scoop, Crooklyn Clan
 Fatman Scoop, Crooklyn Clan
 Fatman Scoop, Crooklyn Clan
 Beatnuts, Beanuts, Beatnuts echo out
 Let's rock and roll
 Put some real hip hop in your soul
 Over this track there's no stoppin the flow
 Let's blast off in a ridiculous way
 Face off, like Nicolas Cage
 Slam pit, you get crushed, you should know better
 And now you stuck, like you don't know where to (go go)
 Make you a believer
 Chop you in the neck with a mothafuckin meat cleaver
 It's cool, you can fool the kids
 But you can't fool niggas that live
 The lifestyle, the lifestyle, the lifestyle, the lifestyle
 Everybody let's get doe (get doe)
 VIP in the disco (disco)
 What you drinkin on cris mo (cris mo)
 Light it up and get twisto (twisto)
 Everybody let's get doe (get doe)
 VIP in the disco (disco)
 What you drinkin on cris mo (cris mo)
 Light it up and get twisto (twisto)
 Yo, don't think about work, don't think about shit
 Don't drink just two shots, drink about six
 It's a party baby get that right
 Lotta ladies in the house tonight
 I'm fuckin drunk and the music is tight
 It's the nuts and we at it again
 Fuck this shit, either you or your friends better believe it
 Cuz the fun never ends, you know a live nigga never pretends
 Never cry about the money he spends
 Vacation mami, let that go, whatever happens here stay here, ain't that so?
 You sexy, better let that show
 Come over here and light that droe
 About love, we can make that slow
 You gotta bottle of Cris, throw it up, throw it up
 You got a bottle of Mo, throw it up, throw it up
 You gotta bottle of Cris, throw it up, throw it up
 You got a bottle of Mo, throw it up, throw it up
 Everybody let's get doe (get doe)
 VIP in the disco (disco)
 What you drinkin on cris mo (cris mo)
 Light it up and get twisto (twisto)
 Everybody let's get doe (get doe)
 VIP in the disco (disco)
 What you drinkin on cris mo (cris mo)
 Light it up and get twisto (twisto)
 Ain't nothin but crooks in here
 Everyone's high in here
 Beatnuts is pioneers
 Masters of the ceremony, takin it there
 Look at me, I'm a monster y'all created
 You met me once, now we related
 You goin' round town sayin Psych's my cousin
 Bitches see me on TV and scream 'That's my husband!'
 You want me to go down, down like Nelly
 But the dugout's smelly, so give me head and get the smell out the telly
 Get the smell outta here
 Go, go, go, go, go, go
 Everybody let's get doe (get doe)
 VIP in the disco (disco)
 What you drinkin on cris mo (cris mo)
 Light it up and get twisto (twisto)
 Everybody let's get doe (get doe)
 VIP in the disco (disco)
 What you drinkin on cris mo (cris mo)
 Light it up and get twisto (twisto)
 All my ladies say uh oh uh ohhhh
 All my niggas say ay yo ay yoooo
 Ay yoo, ay yoo, ay yoo, Beatnuts wild out
 Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, now keep your hands up
 Go, go, go, go, go, go, now keep your hands up
 Go, go, go, go, go, go, now keep your hands up
 Go, go, go, go, go, go, now keep your hands up