What we 'bout to do right now, We're 'bouta get wild. We're 'bouta get lose. We're 'bouta get CRUNK! (Oh oh oh oh) It's that lil' chico pitbull reporting to you live. I got muh dawgs with me pretty ricky and the mavericks (MIA) We 'bouta show you how we get down. (RAH!) We gona kill them in the club with this one (tear the club the f*ck up) Them boys ride (them boys ride) Everybody get up Them boys ride (them boys ride) Everybody get up. It's P-I-T and I wan' err'body in tha club to get CRUNK-WIT-ME. Go ahead, throw 'em up. Represent you click, Mami got a fat ass and titties You already know if bull gon' hit it, Money is a major issue Ya'all don' get it. You already know how I do it Who I done it with, I love these fools They think they run shit They could have their money long Next week their money gone If the deal's right then why's your money wrong (FUCK V-I-P!) I wan' the whole club to say... (FUCK V-I-P) Catch me in the bar with a broad and coupla shots Better act hard than you scar 'cause we hit 'em hard with a rounda shots Not only do these boys rap They're looking for a mutha fucking [?] Como! Half these boys, when they jump off, they be acting like some Homo's It's quite simple Let me tell you what we gon' do in tha club tonight. We gon' tear it up! (tear it up) Tear it up! (tear it up) Tear it up! (tear it up) C'mon let's ride (RAH!) Whatchu know 'bout that Baby-blu be ya old-skool man Ask any of these haters in the back I'm a mack ya'all-stay back! Win fights like a loaded gat Pin down like a base-ball bat Drop off like a quarter-back One down to go and I'm breaking the set Everybody clicks 'cause it's automatic My boys be roughin' stuff We are... pretty ricky, ricky and the mavericks We got that big dawg status UH-HUH Break it from the car bitch Pull up in the benz (benz) You can bring you and your friends Come here girl, do you like one-night stands B*tch showed up in the [?] blue So fresh in the blue-star shoes (Mayne somebody stop this dude) Girl stop fighting, That would be so trifling Sixteen with no lincense But I'm still drivin' 305 in this thang We gon' climb this thang Super-stars, we in control. The people go loud and the crowd goes (OOOHHH!) Hold on... Who know that filthy rich

I'ma take a Bud Light break, ah, ah I just came down from the high of my life I just, I just came down from the high of my life See us popping champagne, we could do it all night And if everything gone bad, we gon' make it alright How you expecting awards when you ain't put in work? And I just got off the phone, yeah, with my realtor And I've been eating so good that, bitch, my belly broke And I might cop that Mulsanne cause, bitch, that Bentley talk Put that sauce on that bitch real quick Put that ice on that wrist real slick Girl, I know you know my wallet's real thick And I'm wonderin', wonderin' what you're drinking I just came down from the high of my life I just, I just came down from the high of my life See us popping champagne, we could do it all night And if everything gone bad, we gon' make it alright We don't fucking fuck with y'all, do we? We don't gotta stunt on y'all, do we? Bring that money back to yours truly When I'm rocking all my goddamn jewelry, yeah Hey, I just hopped out the foreign, looking so pretty, yeah And yeah, that watch on my arm look like a trillion You know that White Iverson, no, keep that jewelry tucked And I just bought out my brain, I feel like Bubba Chuck Girl, I'm zoned out, I feel my Xans Ain't nobody understand It's you and I, go and call your friends Let's get a lot of kerosene You gon' ride that bump-and-grind Yeah, let me see that double-time You ain't gotta tell them hoes because they know, yeah I just came down from the high of my life I just, I just came down from the high of my life See us popping champagne, we could do it all night And if everything gone bad, we gon' make it alright We don't fucking fuck with y'all, do we? We don't gotta stunt on y'all, do we? Bring that money back to yours truly When I'm rocking all my God damn jewelry Tell me, who do you call? When the night gets long And you're sitting by the phone 'Cause all those drugs wore off I just came down from the high of my life I just, I just came down from the high of my life See us popping champagne, we could do it all night And if everything gone bad, we gon' make it alright High of my life High of my life High of my life High of my life High of my life

Those beneath us are the ones who need us You've let somebody else take our place Cry us a river Cross your little fingers You've let somebody else take our place I'm addicted to conception of affectionate narration Hang the king, elect the bleak reflection of perfection A bald man's statue in the middle of a square I love this land, dog Express the extraordinary need for demonstration Build the bigger and balder piece of bloody meditation A black building, white building, green building, people singing: I love this land, but Mother of god Was all of it worth it? Don't stand in the doorway Oh, don't block up the hall WE ARE DONE Christmas present Life is not that pleasant All those idols are not worth your time The words are forgotten They're drowning in the water Where's the beauty in your ordinary life? We're fallen idols Begging for your kindness Do you remember all the songs we used to play? We bow in your presence Hope you buy our record Don't let somebody else take our place