B.o.B ft. T.I. & Young Jeezy – Strange Clouds (Remix). Lyrics included below.

“Go to jail, get back, here we go again, Back of that black Benz, getting to that dough again”

T.I and Young Jeezy jump on the official remix to Bobby Rays track. B.o.B’s Strange Clouds album is coming soon.

Read the full B.o.B “Strange Clouds Remix” Lyrics ft T.I. and Young Jeezy after the jump.

B.o.B – Strange Clouds (Remix) Lyrics

[Young Jeezy - Verse 1]
I’ve been drinking so much, my bitch said you’re an alcoholic
Everytime I find something I’m good, bitch you gotta spoil it
She said boy you need some help, damn right, you got it bad
I said bitch, we’ll see the next time that I buy your ass a bag
Yeah, ?, last time he seen a brick
What the fuck he rapping about
Last time he had a hit?
In the pack I got his loud like?
Who the f-ck you talking to
All that yelling, all that screaming
What the f-ck you bout to do?
I don’t do the lean, but whats up with them double cups
I say put vodka in both them muthaf-ckas, double up
I’m so high up in the clouds, I hope I make it home
I’m so f-cked up in the booth right now, I hope I make this song

[Hook] (x2)
All we do is pour it up
All night, drinks out
(That’s how we do it)
(That’s how we do it)
And all we do is light it up
All night, all you see is strange clouds
strange clouds, strange clouds

[B.o.B - Verse 2]
On a private jet, left to right
I be coast to coastin’
Eh, I don’t get throwed I just twist up and get rollercoasting
Eh, I’m gone, grandaddy, purp cologne, nigga, stop
So high I live in the sky, Leroy Jessie drone, nigga
Okay, if I ball, they dodge balling: elementary
I be smoking that old bun, that oval office, that presidency
She pop, her knees drop, cause these bottles are complimentary
All night we making history, paparazzi be documenting my clique
You sideline I’m headline, at the top
Take home the gold, then hit the boat, I’m Mike Phelps
Raise out, with the prize belt, Olympic ganja, damn right
I’m 12.30, I’m google baby, all day, all night

[Hook] (x2)
All we do is pour it up
All night, drinks out
(That’s how we do it)
(That’s how we do it)
And all we do is light it up
All night, all you see is strange clouds
strange clouds, strange clouds

[T.I - Verse 3]
Every time you see ‘em, shawty going in
Go to jail, get back, here we go again
Back of that black Benz, getting to that dough again
Million, Grand Hustle real nigga, no pretend
Bank roll, can’t fold, dough to the ceiling
And the legend where we living, bankhead brilliant
Ghetto boujie, with bitches with ghetto booty
Lets go cutie swagga so art deco
I act Prada, Margiela, Louie
Blowing sticky icky
Get her gooey ooey
She said she want licky licky
You don’t know me do we
Eh truly, temper’s just the coolest
Thought you knew this
Guess the proof is in how long a nigga do it
Ba-ba-bowww

[Hook] (x2)
All we do is pour it up
All night, drinks out
(That’s how we do it)
(That’s how we do it)
And all we do is light it up
All night, all you see is strange clouds
strange clouds, strange clouds

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Layzie Bone from Bone Thugs N Harmony teams up with Pretty Ricky for the Pacman Your Body remix.

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Upcoming UK rapper Mynature remixes Miguel’s “Sure Thing” and provides some nice visuals too.

Off his recently released mixtape The Beginning.

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Kesha ft Lil Wayne, Wiz Khalifa, T.I. & Andre 3000 – Sleazy Remix. Lyrics included below.

“I aint nothing like them other dudes, I’m an atom bomb, they a molecule”

Kesha gets sleazier and recruits Weezy, Wiz Khalifa and T.I. for another remix of her Sleazy track. Buy the track on iTunes. Buy the track on iTunes.

Read the full Kesha ft Lil Wayne “Sleazy” Remix Lyrics after the jump.

Kesha ft Lil Wayne Wiz Khalifa, & T.I. – Sleazy Remix Lyrics

[Kesha]
I don’t need you or your brand new Benz
Or your bouji friends
I don’t need love looking like diamonds
Looking like diamonds

[Wiz Khalifa]
Okay I’m young and I’m tatted
I get them bucks like an addict
In this Christian Dior, I spend so much on my fabric
I got a wifey at home and what she wants she can have it
And she in love with my stick, she say I work it like magic
Okay no need to panic, I’m on a beach where the sand is
Somewhere smokin’ on medication, no I wont need a bandage
Some would look at my age and try to say I’m young and I’m handsome
I say I’m filthy f-cking rich, so I’m an old dirty bastard
And my cribs a disaster and my kush is the master
I was in my yellow car but my Ferrari go faster
Sounding like a band in it and my diamonds the dancers
On the remix with Kesha, bout to go see the cashier
On the grind so now my watch has got a lot of diamonds in it
I look down and see a hundred thou’ and think its time to get it
Brought a lot of marijauna and I’m here to share it
No it’s not a problem, better get it, then I wont be here tomorrow momma

[Kesha] x2
I don’t need you or your brand new Benz
Or your bouji friends
And I don’t need love looking like diamonds
Looking like diamonds

[Andre 3000]
We start out so cute in our baby pictures
That momma shot for our daddy so that HE wouldn’t forget you
He forgot anyway, but hey, one day he’ll remember
If not he’s human, I’m human, you human, we’ll forgive him
God gives him his ultimatum, can’t see how momma hates him
He’s such a cool ass guy, then wonder why she date him
I’m only 8, I’m not old enough, guess it’s complicated
Two parent dwellings, expelling have got so underrated
I only say this in cadence so it don’t get negated
I was gon’ save it for later but later look like maybe
This crazy lady named Kesha is guessing my Mercedes
Would be all new and through through, but its the 1980′s
But now that we are cool cool, she sippin’ Irish Baileys
She say “Stacks, you’re true blue?”
I said “Nah, I’m Navy”
I call her Kesha, she like it, because it’s hood to her
She call me Andre 6000 because I’m good to her

[Kesha] x2
I don’t need you or your brand new Benz
Or your bouji friends
And I don’t need love looking like diamonds
Looking like diamonds

[T.I]
Hey Kesha what up boo its me
Do you know what to do wit me?
Bad bitches, I got two of me
Well you better make it two or three
Bad bitches know me so don’t bother introducing me
They want me more than diamonds
Wipe me down bitch, I’m super clean
I’m hella cold, mega paid, making moves doing things
Bitches stay queued and they all wanna do the king
I’m ballin’, royalty, knew it when I seen her
I was gonna take her, make her my new royal penis cleaner
My demeanor something special and this dick is so impressive
Bitch I bet you take it off and take it with you if I let you
I aint trippin’, I’m just here, couldn’t catch you when I catch you
Bitch my swagger super natural
Get you pregnant looking at you
I aint nothing like them other dudes
I’m an atom bomb, they a molecule
Still paint ballin’ out the frame, stuntin’ like a fool

[Kesha - Hook]

Rat-a-tat-tat on your dum-dum drum
The beat’s so fat gonna make me come
Um, um, um, over to your place!

Rat-a-tat-tat on your dum-dum drum
The beat’s so fat, gonna make me come
Um, um, um, over to your place!

[Lil Wayne]
We be on that shit that no one be on
Thats what we one, smoke that neon
Kings of Leon, Dynamite Napoleon
Got some skinny’s and a tee on
And some vans and my mans got the ratchet
While I’m laying in some p-ssy you be laying in a casket
And I’m just saying, I’m just spazzing
Im just smashing, Im just nasty
If you ’bout it, bust it open
Oh you fancy man, I got so many flows like mansion
Catch a tantrum, know a girl called Cleopatra
She a throw that p-ssy at ya
I’m financially straight like a lion
I aint lying
And all my hoes on they toes
Ballerina, Black Swan
Man we on Ciroc, Grey Goose
It’s Weezy baby, sleazy baby

(Young Mula baby)

[Kesha - Hook]

(Its sleazy)

Lyrics transcribed by @LeonKHH

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Red Cafe – Fly Together (Remix). Lyrics included below.

“When I fly you fly we fly together, And when I shine you shine we shine forever”

Red Cafe teams up with Trey Songz, Wale & J. Cole for this remix.

Read the full Red Cafe ft J. Cole – “Fly Together” Remix Lyrics after the jump.

Red Cafe – Fly Together Remix Lyrics

[Trey Songz]
Ohh baby I love the way you make a nigga feel
Stepped out on her and she love a nigga still
She ever f-ck around, she will make a nigga kill
It’s official, she my missus
Here’s a tissue for you bitches
And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows?
Shots of the XO, then she turn
F-ck them, fly together
Get high together, left NY together
G4 fly together
She aint trippin off nuttin’ nobody else say
She say “you my nigga so f-ck everybody else Trey”
Baby hatin’ hard, here’s my love cause you need it
I give you my heart just don’t break the shit to please us
Aint nobody, aint nobody, don’t nobody want nobody
Do it like we does it and I love it so f-ck it

[Hook]
When I fly you fly we fly together
And when I shine you shine we shine forever (belee dat!)
Baby (we shine)
When I fly you fly we fly together
And when I shine you shine we shine forever

(Shake down)

[Red Cafe]
Cafe, momma, let me thrown on the rubber
Door bell ringing, I’ma heat it at the buzzer
She wanna tear the mall down throwin’ stacks quick
Ask her address she holla Saks Fifth
You a lady boss, now you fly free
Put you in Jimmy Choo and you aint even Chinese
Mixed cocktails, shaken not stirred
With her head in my lap, how can I not swerve?
Shawty thick, got Cleveland Cav’s
So much class, double D’s and ass
Superfly, opposite of basic
Of course you got haters momma
You on the A-List

[Hook]
When I fly you fly we fly together (belee dat!)
And when I shine you shine we shine forever
Baby (we shine)
When I fly you fly we fly together
And when I shine you shine we shine forever

[Wale]
First class seats, bottles on me
We gettin’ Chicken buddy, skinny models wan’ eat
No days off and I aint gettin’ sleep
Cause when I give here money, Im bout to OD
I shine, you shine, so we shine
I’ma show you why the ring finger need a peace sign
Yeah, since I was a knee high
Being fly was something thats in my Levi’s
My genes ya’ll, my DNA’s what I mean y’all
Cause I be all, 3 or more for them ?
So peace shawty, but Ciroc had that peach in it?
Everything at ease, you in double M G presence

[J. Cole]
You aint heard, a nigga like me
Been around the World twice sippin’ ice tea
Come with me, to Madrid thats where Real play
Quit the job baby, come and f-ck me all day
You see my lifestyle’s been nothing but lifestyles
Late nights and early flights, rushing right now
But she, gotta have that ?, whats that? long?
Automatic, cut that, flush that, gone!
And I don’t wanna be a playa no more
Okay I’m lying, but I’m trying
They say the money talks and bullshit walks
Have amazing conversation while we flying, I aint lying

[Hook]
When I fly you fly, we fly together (Belee dat!)
And when I shine you shine we shine forever
Baby (we shine)
When I fly you fly we fly together
And when I shine you shine we shine forever

Lyrics transcribed by @LeonKHH

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New single and visual from London rapper Mynature. This is his remix to the Game and Weezy’s “Martians and Goblins”. From his upcoming mixtape “THE BEGINNING”. Out real soon.

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French Montana ft Diddy & Rick Ross – Shot Caller Remix. Lyrics included below.

“I invented ballin’, the shot callin’, Ciroc boy, top 10 hitter”

Funk Flex premiered the Shot Caller remix featuring the Bugatti Boyz Diddy and Rozay. Download from Mr X.

Read the full French Montana “Shot Caller” Remix Lyrics after the jump.

French Montana – Shot Caller Remix Lyrics

[Chorus]
Shawty got potential I could be her sponsor
Met her backstage at a summer jam concert
Hair like Rihanna, shoe game was awesome
Could tell by her aura she want a shot caller
Wanna be with a baller shot caller
Could tell by her aura she want a shot caller
Wanna be with a baller, shot caller
Could tell by her aura she want a shot caller

[French Montana]
Dip-dip dippin’ in the Phantom, thought they seen a ghost
Try live life baby gon make a toast
All white drop head just me and Flocka
My new deal sweeter then Peach Ciroc
I took over the streets didn’t miss a block
Did it for NY baby shoutout BIG and Pac
Can I hit it in the condo, can I hit it in the morning like Alonso
Shawty got potential, knew I had to stamp her
Ass like Nicki hair like Amber (coke boy baby)
Coke boy till they bury me
R.I.P the homie Heavy D

[Chorus]

[Diddy]
Dippin’ in the ‘gatti, billboards in Tokyo
Worth about a billion and still run the city
What you really thought I wasn’t comin through
I invented ballin, the shot callin’
Ciroc boy, top 10 hitter
Like she came with the car, left the lot wit’ her
Can I hit it on the jet, racks flying?, autograph signin’
Shawty kinda flashy I could be her sponsor
Hair like Cassie shoe game is awesome
We on that Ciroc, Redberry with the red bottom
NY we the headline, bitch Imma baller !

[Chorus]

[Rick Ross]
Put the coupe on a pair of Chuck Tailors (ughh)
Bought the block, no love for the neighbors
Top down praying to my lord an’ savior
We on the floor, Pacquaio the worlds greatest
Boxin’ niggas all I ever did was bob and weave
Now the crib 8 mill that’s on everything
Give me props and keep it real ya man hatin’
Not the crib she couldnt get past the landscapin’
Cranberry ? I had ‘em hand made
Double M Genius, even the band playing,
Scarface 500inch flatscreen
Stack cream now the Maybach net green

[Chorus]

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Upcoming UK rapper Mynature remixes Lil Waynes “She Will”.

From his upcoming mixtape “The Beginning”. Out November 28th.

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Meek Mill ft.T.I., Swizz Beatz, Rick Ross, Lil Wayne, Birdman & DJ Khaled – I’m A Boss Remix. Lyrics included below.

“Had a couple seizures, call it minor setbacks. Everybody praying for me, I respect that”

Flex drops the most anticipated remix of the year. Download from Mr X.

I did my best with the lyrics. Clean for now, will update when the dirty CDQ drops. UPDATE: Dirty version added and lyrics updated!

Read the full Meek Mill “I’m A Boss” Remix Lyrics after the jump.

Meek Mill – I’m A Boss Remix Lyrics

[T.I.]
I’m ridin’ Dodge, I’m ridin’ by
On the westside which side am I?
Beemer 760i, Try me, let off 60 shots
Again we got the city hidin’
Poppin’ like it ‘posed to be
Hoes who not menaging got no business standing close to me
So cold, a ferocious G,
You niggas aint as dope as me, mind you f-ckin’ business
Watch ya mouth when you approaching me
I f-ck with hoes who f-ck with hoes who pills and powder socially
I like em or love ‘em though, cold heart emotionally
? where the ocean is
Ridin in a ghost again
Slap you with a lot of spit until she swallow all of it
Call the shots, run the shit
On some big money shit
Serious ’bout my hustle all these cowards on that funny shit
Rappin’ ’bout a bunch of shit
And you aint even done it yet
You the one they gunnin’ at
How I’m ‘posed to honor that?
You all talk dawg, flow and I aint having none of that
I’m big boss dawg floss all day, run it back

[Meek Mill - hook]
Bitch, I’m a BOSS!
Bitch, I’m a BOSS!
I’ma boss, I’ma boss
I play the shots
I call the calls
We in this bitch’
It’s goin’ downn
Yeah, I’m the king
Now where my muf-ckin’ crown?

[Swiss Beatz]
You a boss, You a boss
You don’t care what it cost
You just buy that muthaf-cka and you throw that shit on?
You keep poppin’ them tags
We just throw it in bags
And then we hit the f-cking block, we be dropping them rags

[Meek Mill]
Started with a dollar, turn it to an M
Used to ride Impala, turn it to a Benz
Niggas used hate me, turn into my friends
You should see how people treat you when that money coming in
Bad bitches callin’ cause I’m ballin’
And these niggas hatin’ on me cause they starving and I’m parking Aston Martin’s where they walking
These niggas ain’t important, they informants really talking when the people get to honking
I’ma a boss, really, Nino or Al Pacino
Hundred racks on his Rollie, he light up like a casino
Niggas really be fraud, I’ma keep it a c-note
Got jewelers down in Miami
They throw it like Dan Marino

[Rick Ross]
Had a couple seizures, call it minor setbacks
Everybody praying for me, I respect that
Woke up in the hospital, where my checks at?
Then I put 8 chains where my necks at
Hopping in the Ghost I feel I’m dead set
Worth 40 M’s so respect that
I put all my jewels on just to bone ya chick
You know the boss well known for leaving bonuses
We making money, may it marinate
When the work clean, cut it like it’s carrot cake
D-boys love the way I narrate
I still whip it like it’s Anna Mae (HA HA)
Remember momma had a cavalier
Now she living like a Cleveland Cavalier
Better check the stats, we filling arena’s
And I got the gat’s, Gilbert Arena’s

[Hook]

[Swizz Beatz]
You a boss, you a boss
75, 7 showers on her
Spend about 13 hours on it
757 with the showers on it
We spent about 13 hours on it

[Lil Wayne]
Look, I be probably on my skateboard, tryna learn a new trick
I just f-cked the avatar, now I got a blue dick
Money talks, bullshit walks if the shoe fit
You pushing up daisies, daffodils, tulips
I’m in my zone, I’m Angie Stoned
I point the pistol at you like a camera phone
I’m Young money, cash money, I’m not human
Boy, I’m tryna get money money like Mark Cuban
If she don’t respect me, she gon respect this dick
The World is an asshole and we the next big shit
Damn right I gang bang, tell ‘em blood up slime
F-ck, I had to say f-ck one time, get it?

[Birdman]
When I came up in this bitch I was shining every summer
Cook the whole thing, the young nigga doing numbers
Tote two nines, iced out stuntin’
Candy on the ave, candy on the slab
Hundred G’s nigga, Cash Money millionaires
Hundred mill nigga, how we flipped it off the ave
Blood rich gang, you know we filled it nigga
The money do swing behind a killer nigga
Catch me uptown puttin’ it down
Moving all around, new fleets with my round
Touch another town, puttin’ it all down
Pop a hundred bottles bitch, we wear the crown

[Hook]

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Yelawolf Ft T.I & Slaughterhouse – Hard White (Remix). Lyrics included below.

“Make something of something, or something from nothing”

Yelawolf recruits Slaughterhouse and T.I. for the remix. Download from Mr X.

Read the Yelawolf “Hard White” (Remix) Lyrics with audio after the jump.

Yelawolf Ft T.I & Slaughterhouse – Hard White (Remix) Lyrics

[Verse 1: T.I.]
G shit, certified, nigga can’t touch him
Bosses all love him, haters, well fuck them
Bought cribs everywhere, everything custom
?, bougie bitches like “What’s them?”
Solitaire clear stones, Maybach, clear dome
Blowin’ on that Lyle pack, bank rolls full grown
Well known convict, gone with the dumb shit
Thug life wit’ it, like it tatted on my stomach
Nigga better pick another number because I am not the one
The bigger pictures whats important before all is said and done
I bet I get this shit back up under my feet
Bullshit decides, what I want, I keep
I’m the big bad wolf, and I want my sheep
Your birthday cake, I want my piece
I’m beefing with MC’s at the meet
It seems they’re less then decent
I’m a beast, then you’re my feast
Apologies, you just can keep it
Say you’re winning, yes you’re being condescending and facetious
G’s from seat to shine see you may bump this in your Caprice

[Yelawolf]
I once had a friend named Charlie, and Charlie was always late to school
He had a black eye one day, but he wouldn’t say just what happened to him
Charlie got mad in class one day, and stood up with a .22 pistol
Told everybody that he couldn’t take it anymore, he was over being the victim
See, one bullet through the wall, and the history class was interrupted
Charlie, foot down in the pool of blood, in the class that made it public
He said that the bullies in school, they drove him to be a suicidal
Cause the mirrors didn’t reflect the criteria of an American Idol
Well, sometimes I feel like I could run through the hallways with an AK too
Not sayin’ that I would, but it might feel good, to off me a rapper or two
So, I loaded this pen with a hollow tip, and I followed T.I.P
To the hollow pits of my heart for shit, for you to role model with
Take a fifth of Jack and swallow it, take a point shell and hollow it
Don’t be the one with the gun, be the one with the rum, plus two models with
All the kids, listen up, Yelawolf don’t give a fuck about a club
I don’t wanna see you in school, tryna’ do what I do, telling folks you gon’ pop the trunk
Make something of something, or something from nothing, baby wait
Ok, radioactive and it’s ready for action, see if I really give a fuck, Shady

[Hook - Lil Jon]
Up in the club, don’t give a fuck
Up in the club, don’t give a fuck
Up in the club, don’t give a fuck
Up in the club, still don’t give a fuck

[Crooked I]
9 millimeter, ride with a heater, drive with a liter
I’m finna need a mic and a speaker
I’m finna beat a prominent leader, come from the seater
Tell competition “Hasta la vista”
Dog, you putting my name in the middle of sucker shit
It’s something like you gettin’ raped by a stranger
Cause you do not know who you’re fuckin’ with
Crooked is a product of the S-L-A-U-G-H-T-E-R
You, haha, funny, I had money when the DVD was a VCR
Niggas about to need CPR when they see the car, pull up, dead
I might pull over, fuck my chauffeur, cause my screwdriver’s Philip’s head
Them I’mma tell to take me to Yela, getting fucked up, I aint feelin’ embarrassed
The feelin’ in the air is the 2.0′s party, like niggas and wiggas in Paris

[Royce da 5'9"]
Nickle 9, the rhyme, rhyming, the drama, the driver, firing alarmer
But a bunch of fly bitches saying Hi to me now cause a nigga said Hi to Rihanna
Cause I look (cause I look) and I smell good (It’s a man’s World)
Thats right I’m the new James Brown, drunk in an interview, fuck you finna do?
What I’m finna do is go to the strip club and order 8 bricks
I’m on my T.I.P in ATL looking for a little pretty young thing I can escape with
Radioactive, Shady gon make it go Platinum, I couldn’t resist
Jump on that Slaughterhouse, Yelawolf, Lil Jon Hard White remix

[Hook - Lil Jon]

[Joell Ortiz]
Lil Jon, let me get a lil bit, I mean a minute, nothin’ crazy
It’s just that I’ma lyricist and I’ve been sittin’ with this ridiculous venomous bite
And I’m so ready to strike
I swing and I miss, my dick swing and you miss
I got a missle, can’t call it, I might misdial
I’m in Orbit listening to Em’s last album guzzling Gin, Recovering alcoholic
Everything looking alright, welcome to the lyricist pub
Who want a bar fight in a bar so high cause that your dealing with 4 dope muthaf-ckas and 2 hard whites
Deuces, period, crop circle, thats the family that matters, I’m not Urkel
But I’m smooth to step on, when I move to step on ya eyeball ya shit’ll look purple
I’m a product of the PJ’s, still walk through that muthafucka in my PJ’s
Yeah I’m in JP Morgan often but don’t think I can get chased out the PJ
So try me punk, bet ya body jump when ya shotty pump then ya body slump
Yelawolf let me rip this hard white but, please dont make me pop the trunk

[Joe Budden]
Roll the window down I start dumping
Pull up on whatever rock that ya’ll on
Pills got a nigga walking round doing stupid shit
My definition of an Oxymoron
That aint never stop me from gettin’ a bad one
I would tell niggas again but they heard the story
Furthermore he got a couple I aint buss
But theres no need to rush, they reserved it for me
See I’m all about fam’ I don’t f-ck with the rest
Goon’s that’ll squeeze till a couple thats left
The squad, the facade, ya’ll still smoking ?
But I’m grown adults and whether that shit you say you don’t reciprocate respect
You get plugged, and you will need doctors to cover your hole as if they have?
You probably didn’t hear me staying on the couch, getting forggy and bringing any bottle thats near me
So real I don’t need a hollow to prepare me I’m the first one in the hood to catch a body using siri
Cause they be thinking that I seen crazy, money motivated, cremate me
Way out your league or dream maybe
T.I. Team Shady

[Lil Jon - Hook]
Up in the club, don’t give a fuck
Up in the club, don’t give a fuck
Up in the club, don’t give a fuck
Up in the club, still don’t give a fuck

Had annoying tags all over it so was difficult to understand some parts. Drop any corrections in the comments and I’ll update when the tagless drops.

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