Jelleestone - I Don't Care lyrics

Yeah Turn it up, yeah Turn the beats up It's gon' feed baby Awwwwwww, it's alright All that, we got it Yo, yo [Verse 1] Feel good? Fantastic Come up in the ghetto with the guns blast, kid Carry heavy metal for these punk ba*tards You ain't on my level, I'm a punk cla**ic b**h, I'm a rebel, ain't no need to ask if Ridin' with the devil till I'm in my casket Stretch out your p**y just like elastic Man, a cool hundred thou', my dick's just that thick Wilin' in the party like "that's that sh**" We file up in the party like crash that sh** Rexdale, ???, crash that Now every time I get a mic check, cash that sh** All these k**as scrap, pack gats that's sick Hit you in your head and make it snap back quick n***a betta move 'em as I crack that whip I'm like ?back sunroof? n***a pa** that spliff [Chorus 1] We gon' bump and grind these streets tonight Till the daylight breaks the dawn And I don't care about a mothaf**a on the wall Cuz tonight we box 'em all And I don't care if your momma standin' at the door Wit the strap yellin' "b**h come home" Said I don't about a mothaf**in' thing tonight We 'bout to do our f**in' thing tonight [Verse 2] I said I'm comin' to the party in my black hat, kid See me in the streets on some back crack sh** n***as want beef, they can have that sh** We don't need to speak...that's it The Rex roll deep so we don't have sh** I wonder how long you think you gon' last, kid I box with the CN Tower, playin' last lick Clap shots if I see a coward playin' that sh** Bang with the big boys, grown man sh** My slang make big noise, I flow grand sh** The ladies say we so rough and romantic How many MC's you know can make a slow jam hit? sh**, a n***a proper Smokin' on weed, but they call it ??? Half cup of henny and a fifth of vodka Comin' to the club in the helicopter [Chorus 1] [Chorus 2] The ladies bouncin' and buckin' And movin' and groovin' And makin' it happen like it's supposed to What ya gon' do? When we start lockin' and poppin' And shakin' and breakin' Takin' it back to the old school What ya gon' do? We gonna drink a little liquor, yo And spend a little dough Puff a little weed smoke And sip a lotta mo Show 'em how we roll, I told 'em Shake it for 'em Shake shake, baby, shake it for 'em [Chorus 1] [Chorus 2] [Chorus 1] X2