The Heatmakerz - Monster Music lyrics

(Juelz talking) Flutes...what? Bring in the Opera man *Opera Singing* Dip Set let's get it on (x6) (Verse) This is marching music, this is monster music Everybody get the f** up, get to stomping to it Get the band, get the drumline, we marching to it Get your aunt, get your uncles, get your mom's into it This is lovely noise, this is club knocking This is razors out chump, this is club ox'ing This is grab a b**h, get the club rockin' Hit the bar, big spender, get the bub' poppin' This is move, get the f** out the way Or get moved the f** out the way, chump n***as get tools the f** in the club n***as get moved the f** in the club, don't play punk n***as get schooled outside of the cla** from tryin' be fast Shots hot and pop in your a** n***a b**hes cut school to get with the boy Your wife'll cut you to get with the boy, it's Big Pimpin' here Big lobster, big shrimp in here, big mobsters, big fish in here Yeah, get your fishing gear, they'll flip ya yeah They'll twista ya yeah, they'll let you know the Dips is here Get it clear (Chorus) This is monster music, this is contra music This is arms out, bombs out, bombin' music This is launchin' music, this embalmin' fluid Everybody get the f** up get to stompin' to it This is monster music, this is contra music This is n***as, this is b**hes, this is all our music This is marchin' music, this embalmin' fluid Everybody get the f** up, get to stompin' to it (Verse) My Kappas, my Sigmas, my clappers, my n***as My Alphas, my Beta's, cowards and haters Come style with the players, crack a thousand gators Big gun, get wild and I'll spray ya Big gun, sit down for I spray ya, or quick run I'll shower you later, I don't mind n***a I ain't got nothin' but time n***a Plus you ain't hard to find n***as, three blocks from my n***as Where they squeeze Glocks, divide n***as And that green top suplies n***as, lean drop beside n***as Easdrop and watch n***as, we cop and ride n***as Coke hard, go hard we block n***as Young Joe Clark lean on me, shots go off Should've told you not to lean on me Your b**h won't f** you I told her not to cheat on me I think you're a clown she totally agrees with me She comes over and she sleeps with me USe the bathroom and pees with me, and goes home and eats with you (Damn) You a chump n***a, you a punk n***a, get a grib, get your weight up n***a (Chorus) This is monster music, this is contra music This is arms out, bombs out, bombin' music This is launchin' music, this embalmin' fluid Everybody get the f** up get to stompin' to it This is monster music, this is contra music This is n***as, this is b**hes, this is all our music This is marchin' music, this embalmin' fluid Everybody get the f** up, get to stompin' to it *Opera sings until fades...* Dip Set let's get it on