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Artist/Band:
Lil Jon
Lyrics for Song: Grand Finale
Lyrics for Album: Other Songs - Lil Jon
"yeah! (yeah!)
It's been a long journey getting' to
This motherfuckin' point of this crunk juice shit. (what?!)
But we done got to the last motherfuckin' song niggas
(last shit niggas!) and I got five of the hottest motherfuckin'
Emcees in the world, givin' you that gangsta shit!
It's the motherfuckin' grand finale!
We growin' doja in the basement in that underwater garden (okay)
When hereon in the bank shed, dry it 'til it harden
Make it hash up in the oven (man), put yayo in the hot plate
Drain and dry in the freeser, it's obvious we got weight
I said hard work, that's soft work even with wet work
Built-in clientele so we ain't gotta network (let's go)
We always got work, so we ain't gotta get work
And if you ain't gettin' your work from us you bound to get jerked
We yayo experts, we been whippin' the yola since the crackas decided to
Take the coke from coca-cola
Hold the rollers, the king of the trill
The underground as well, you can step in the ring when you feel
Nigga just sound the bell
Can't sound the heaters in this game, but the grind I'm lovin'
Nigga we passed all that pushin', man it's time for shovin'
I got the mask, I got the strap, soon as I find the gloves
We gonna start exposin' off like farhrenheit 9/11
I'm a speak clearly 'cause I don't think they hearin' me
A nigga only fear's gettin' charged with conspiracy
I'ma get it right to ya, sticky green white to ya
Wear whatever you want, bullets goin' right through ya
If you stressin' to get buried
My niggas'll send you back to the essence in a hurry
Sippin' crunk juice, blowin' dutchies in the chevy
Try to figure me out dawg, I'm light but I'm heavy
Yellow lemonheads in the bessie of the presi'
And yeah, anybody can rock but d-block rock steady (d-block!)
Fed's don't need no warrants 'cause y'all all informants
So I get higher than new york insurance
Try to keep shit clean like florence
Moved on up on the east side 'cause I never lost endurance
And it's all real niggas, if I ever get a license to carry
Shit, that's a license to kill niggas
I refuse to lose, I rather give these weak dudes the blues
And separate them from they jewels, teach 'em don'ts and do's
I raise tools, make crews make decisions confused
All spectators can say is, "this lil' nigga's a fool"
A short fuse with some loose screws, some unscrewed
Better prove, you niggas pussy as the moulan rouge
So who guardin' who, you know who to you know what
To you know where, goin' 'gainst 'em's too unfair
'cause everywhere you do a show he got kinfolk there
Now you know I ain't no ?, I got ten folk there
They ain't powerful as the one at the end of your prayer
Got you runnin' for your life without a minute to spare
Catch you dead to the granite, melt the grease in your hair
When I go, them boys is gonna be indecent affair
Guarantee you nah a real nigga breathin' accounted
At your funeral, just your parents and the preacher was there
Hollow, television name-dropper reachin' for help
So I ain't gotta say a word, pimp you beatin' ya'self
You gon' get what you deserve for disrespectin' the game
Any nigga with the nerve to say another man name
When that other man ain't even present
And deny it when somebody ask him about it
That nigga's a lame, you like to lie on the mic
Hide behind fame, I was a g when I came
That's the way I remain
Who besides the egyptian-walker, fuckers have a conniption
My existence persistent to bring foes misfortune
I dassle 'em, like the alderman, billy dee in mahogany, minus the perm
From the tiniest sperm that the mightiest the almighty can muster
Project prophet, chronic blockage gives alzheimer's to youngsters
Amongst them is me, can't remembers my beefs
With who? for what? they screw-face me up, my boo laced me up
Bolinsiaga, flimsy condo with bimbos in south of kalan gro in pimp mode
The inf' glow on his clothes and you know it's over
Hammer hit pin, pin hit shell, from the shell the slug gonna chew ya
Try not to lose me, I try not to lose'ya
Mama say mama sa mu makasa, fly to cuba
To chill with some politi-kill niggas who ill
'cause y'all niggas are losers, don't get comfortable nigga
Say hello to mr. bad guy, get that cash par, I'm the last don
You'll ever know so, here you go y'all can take these thoughts
Anyway I'm chargin' emcees a late fee cost
So when y'all done with my style, please break me off
But never make nas mad just in case cross
'cause ah, lately y'all don't make me happy
To calm my nerve I need the herb gnc don't carry
Who the fuck is that? it's ice cube motherfucka'
He's a maniac, no I'm a fool motherfucka'
Old school motherfucka', blow through a motherfucka'
What you heard about a nigga so true motherfucka'
See I'm ugly and prettay, I'm polished and grittay
Shoot better than that nigga that tried to kill 50
See, niggas get shittay when I come to their cittay
When I hit the spot that bitch they like, she cummin' with me
Cause I got an ego big as to, but I'm not an eagle
Bitch, I roll with rigo 'cause gangstas don't dance we boogie
I told you motherfuckas kobe didn't take that pussy
Get money, get paid, you can beat that shit
Even if the da is a piece'a shit
Colorado got movatos, don't eat that shit
Another white bitch lyin' on thee black dick
I keep it flippin' like flapjacks, pimpin' like black 'lacs
Give niggas flashbacks, they sweaty as ass cracks
When I hit the tar mat, it feel like a carjack
Niggas get out and vanish like star treks
So fuckin' incredible, I'm so fuckin' credible
No matter what happen, I'll never turn federal
And that's my report comin' straight from cali
Ice cube is the shit on this motherfuckin' grand finale
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| Album Lyrics: Other Songs - Lil Jon |
Lil Jon
"Other Songs - Lil Jon"
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| | 1. | Bia' Bia' Feat Big Kap, Chyna Whyte, Ludacris,Too | | 2. | Bia'A Bia' 2 Feat Too $Hort, Chyna Whyte | | 3. | Bitch | | 4. | Bounce Dat Ass Feat Chyna Whyte , Hook | | 5. | Can't Stop Pimpin Feat Eightball & Mjg, Oobie | | 6. | Chynalude Outro Feat Chyna Whyte | | 7. | Diamonds Feat Mjg, Bun B. , Big Sam | | 8. | Get Crunk | | 9. | Get Low (Remix)Feat Busta Rhymes, Elephant Man, Yi | | 10. | Get Low Feat Esb | | 11. | Get On The Dance Floor~feat Ciara | | 12. | Heads Off (My Niggas) Feat M.O.P | | 13. | I Don't Give A Fuck Feat Mystikal & Krayzie Bone | | 14. | I Like Dem Girlz | | 15. | I Like Dem Girlz (Remix)Feat Chyna Whyte, Jazzy Ph | | 16. | Just A Bitch Feat Chyna, Too $Hort | | 17. | Keep Yo Chillen Out The Street Feat Big Gipp | | 18. | Knockin' Heads Off Feat Jakdakiss! | | 19. | Let My Nuts Go Feat Nation Riders, Quint Black, To | | 20. | Lovers And Friends | | 21. | Move Bitch Feat Chyna Whyte, Three 6 Mafia, Youngb | | 22. | Nothin On Feat Bo Hagon, Chyna White, Oobie | | 23. | Nothins Free Feat Oobie | | 24. | Oh Na Na Naa Naa Feat Devin The Dude, Oobie | | 25. | One Night Stand | | 26. | Pitbulls Cuban Rideout Feat Pitbull | | 27. | Play No Games Feat Fat Joe, Trick Daddy | | 28. | Push That Nigga ,Push That Hoe | | 29. | Put Yo Hood Up | | 30. | Put Yo Hood Up (Remix)Feat Jadakiss, Petey Pablo, | | 31. | Rep Yo City Feat Petey Pablo | | 32. | Role Call Feat Ice Cube | | 33. | The Weedman Esb Big Sam Lil Bo Man | | 34. | Throw It Up Feat Pastor Troy | | 35. | What U Gon Do (Latino Remix)~feat Pitbull & Yankee | | 36. | What You Gon' Do Feat Lil Scrappy | | 37. | Who U Wit | | 38. | You Know | | 39. | B***h | | 40. | Bend Over | | 41. | Bia Bia | | 42. | Bitches Ain't Shit | | 43. | Contract | | 44. | Diamonds | | 45. | Dirty Dancin | | 46. | Drink | | 47. | Give It DJ | | 48. | Grand Finale | | 49. | I Do | | 50. | I Don't Give A... [Dirty Version] | | 51. | I Got You | | 52. | I Need Luv | | 53. | It's Weekend | | 54. | Oh What A Night | | 55. | Ooh Na Na Naa Naa | | 56. | Pitbulls Cuban Rideout | | 57. | Snap Yo Fingers | | 58. | Stick That Thang Out (Skeezer) | | 59. | Wheel Of Fortune | | 60. | White Meat | | 61. | Turn Down For What (remix) (feat. DJ Snake, Ludacris and Pitbull) |
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