Lil Jon - Shake It Up lyrics

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Lil Jon - Shake It Up lyrics

[Chorus] Throw it up Mother f**er throw it up [Repeat: x4] If you scared to throw it up get the f** out the club [Repeat: x4] [Lil Jon (Eastside Boyz)] Back up b**h get the f** out my way [Repeat: x2] (Aye move the f** back b**h, Move the f** back) What you looking at n***a, what you looking at n***a [Repeat: x2] (Not me or my click, we too trill my n***a) We to deep off in this b**h, we too deep off in this b**h [Repeat: x4] (Its more of us than it is in the club stupid b**h) Y'all n***as over there (y'all n***as ain't sh**) Y'all hoes over there (y'all hoes ain't sh**) We run this (what) [Chorus] [Pastor Troy] The last n***a is the pastor Ready to blast ya You know, I don't play no mother f**ing games DSGB you know the name Wood grain in the mother f**ing Dooley Truck Got the black and red seats with the Georgia tuft And I got my helmet hanging out the winda Ready to bust the head, of a f**ing pretender n***a as soon as I enter You know I'm making noise Pastor Troy and the Eastside Boyz AK busting I ride the whole clip I co*k that hoe and let it mother f**in rip To sank sh** is what I live for f** him, f** her I'm representing Put some more Yak in my mug So I can throw it up [Chorus] [Lil Jon] Ok ok hold the f** up hold the f** up I'm looking round this b**h I see a lot of n***as ain't throwin up sh** (What) Ya'll n***as must be scared to represent yo sh** (You scared) You must be scared n***a (Scared) f** that sh** All my real n***as that proud of they hood All my real ladies that's proud of they hood And they ain't never been scared Say this sh** [Repeat: x4] b**h I ain't scared b**h I ain't scared b**h I ain't scared I ain't scared mother f**er [Pastor Troy] I'm goin' represent where I'm from In the back of the club my Tommy gun Though when I chill f**ing burn one Leave up out the club it's me little Jon Balling in the Benzes Switching up lanes Talking much sh** cause we deep in the game c**aine All white f**ing S f**ing six Young a** n***as I guess we filthy rich My whole click ready to bust some heads I'ma throw it up b**h and I ain't scared Pastor Troy mother f**er You know the routine Represent for the home team Throw it up [Chorus]