all for you For what you do To have your way Baby baby Just say the words I'll be right there For you now babe Chorus This is all for you For what you
you just give & take get what you can it's all that you can do Just give & take don't take too much give & take you
you nothing but hell Be careful where you roam 'cause you might not make it home Don't you dare ever get lost 'cause you get caught up in that sauce
bottle poppin' all night long What we smoke? That gush Presidential shit George Bush How we do it? Like this Get crunk, b-b-bent Sixteen, I'ma give it to you
you and I The problem is that you're just a b*** I couldn't trust you as far as you can sit and piss Look, b***, I know you got bank You're actin' rude
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
man? So me and you got, T.I.P., Killer Mike, Lil Jon, and Bun B So that's the King of the South.. the Underground King.. the King of Crunk.. and King Kong all
'all want my cutlass, now, I just want yo bread Sport a lil platinum B-C and B-B I'm thug nigga and you know this to the B Don't hate the, the playa
flip a flow for the fun, if you poor son, flow for the profit Love it when you give it to me like, shake it til you get your money right, Wild style
is wrong with you? Fuck that it's not a game Yo, you ain't gotta be rhythming for niggas like that Man fuck them niggas B, yo, you know what you do What
You scared, you scared You scared motherfucker you scared You scared, you scared (You scared, you scared) You scared motherfucker you scared (You scared) You scared, you scared You
Petey for my niggaz? Showin' niggaz love, raise up, motherfucker You need to be reachin' down Pullin' yo goddamn shirt up, that's love Wherever you live, wherever you from, wherever you
Shit'n on em', no front'n. 455 got me run'n up on Austin Martin's. Rear end for the streets, not the freeway. B&M shift kit (kirrrk) me and Danny Phea
C'mon Lil' Jon, C'mon, C'mon [Lil' Jon] M.O.P MOTHERFUCKERS! Lil' Jon, Eastside Boyz Bitch! [Chorus x2] [M.O.P (Lil' Jon)] (My Nigga!) You send em will
] [Lil Jon: repeat 2X] You scared, you scared You scared mother mother you scared You scared (you scared) you scared (you scared) You scared mother mother you scared (you
Working hard on this motherfucking album [Background vocals from Lil' Jon & Big Sam come in] What up B-leech, goddamn Sleet as usual in the motherfucking studio Kit, all
If you ain't got no booty then you gotta go home But if you got a booty shawty show me yo thong Keep rockin' that ass, trick pass the patron Get Jon on
