Letras:
Lil Jon Shots

to stop I got the Louis Vuiton beltbuckle holding the glock No bean, no silencer, I know when to pop Wait til Lil' Jon come on and let off a shot I had

stop I got the Louis Vuitton buckle, holdin' tha glock No beam, no silencer, I know when to pop Wait 'til Lil' Jon come on and left off a shot I have

: (feat. Lil Jon) Everybody knows this right here Your mother, your father, your sister, your brother, abuela y abuelo Everybody sing along! Mami,

: (feat. Ludacris, Lil' Jon & The East Side Boyz, Usher) Usher [usher] LiL? Jon [LiL? Jon] Ludacris [Ludacris] yea, man [iTz been oh-wah] once

the way she Turn around but somehow still face me A sweet girl, a-ah, ah, was tasty For the cash, she +Dash+ like Stacy Said she wanna move from there On some Lil' Jon

you fuckin with You fuckin with the killas You fuckin with the mutha fuckin realist niggas You fuckin with some killas You fuckin with the mutha fukin realist niggas [Lil Jon

: (feat. Lil Jon, T.I., Trick Daddy) [Chorus] Stand up If you don't like what I'm saying then buck Swing when you see me we can throw them hands sucker

against the king get ya stats right nigga wanna talk about nigga, wanna be a hot nigga gonna be a shot nigga, yeah I say'd it what nigga buck nigga like Lil Jon

niggaz like this here (whassup whassup) If it's too hot for yo' ass (uh-huh) Get the fuck out the motherfuckin kitchen, knamtalkinbout (getcha ass out) The boy Lil' Jon