(feat. Lil Jon)

[Intro]
OK OK OK
This Sean Paul Lil John J-Bo Youngbloodz
You already know how we do it homeboy
Its A-Town (105 Road for dem hoes)
Its A-Town (east side for dem hoes) Attic Crew you already know
Lil John Eastside Boyz and yo boy Sean Paul let me tell ya like dis here boy

[Sean Paul]
They callin me to come back to the streets Sean P. a.k.a Sharp Crease
Said it was necessary these sucka niggaz out here very scary
They come from the hole they livin in the month of February
OK then put a sissy nigga on display then
Kick in ya door and have my folk dem bring dem Ks in
Im still Attic A-double T-I-C
It aint a hoe out there fo real who dont know bout me
Bitch Im fo sho wit it dont make me pop that trunk to the Lac
Bitch I will go get it and I aint selfish I will let you and your hoe feel it
Wont catch me sippin on no Cris and got a cold billy
Its Youngbloodz A-Town malt liquor sippin comin straight from the gutter
Toe-tag a motherf*cker leave em under a cover
Lil John he drop the beat that make ya bounce like rubber
Sean Paul he tote the heat to make ya mug then slug ya yeah

[Hook: Lil Jon]
If you dont give a damn we dont give a f*ck
If you dont give a damn we dont give a f*ck
If you dont give a damn we dont give a f*ck
If you dont give a damn we dont give a f*ck
Dont start no shit it wont be no shit
Dont start no shit it wont be no shit
Dont start no shit it wont be no shit
Dont start no shit it wont be no shit

[J-Bo]
I post up get to it drink hand in hand
They call me Mr. Herringbone cuz thats my right hand man
Old school straight foolish like no other indeed
With Lil John its Youngbloodz they crunk as can be
Attic Crew 105 thats if you lookin to rumble
Cock back bust aim now I done got yo number
In the club you gone feel it when it drop this summer
Like rain we gone pour and hit you hard like thunder
Cuz in the Dirty we dem boys that drank you under the table
Where dem niggaz pimp hoes in fly suits and gators
In my Chevy so super Im the one to call
Just dial 1-800-430 slash ALCOHOL
And dawg Im not the one that you really just wanna clown
Im cool in my way but shit still I shut em down
And piss on them haters J-Bo he cuts a fool
In the cut bout slizzard somewhere thats how we do

[Hook]

[Sean Paul]
Out of town hard heads get swiss cheesed up
And you gon need more than stitches to patch that leak up
Chump like me up my mouth TBd up
With the plush leather guts steady grippin the butt
Oh you fo sho with it then pull yo pistol
Show a nigga you aint hoe with it
And I aint selfish I will let you and your folk feel it
Talkin big boy shit
Mean muggin like a motherf*cker my hand on my dick

[J-Bo]
Cuz at a grip we keep it jumpin like it aint nuttin new
We started off with Shake Em Off so look potna oh guess who
Its them boys from the bottom who took you down 85
And hit you with that U-Way so look here dont be surprised
We buckin blowin chillin and sippin on something good
Im peepin out the scenery and wishin a nigga would
In case it just might pop Im bout ready to lock and load
To take you thru the South to show you how we throw dem bows

[HOOK]