Boom clap, boom de clap de clap Boom boom clap, boom de clap de clap Boom boom clap, boom de clap de clap Boom boom clap, boom de clap de clap Try with me, here we go Boom boom clap, boom de clap de clap (Whoa oh oh) (That's right!) Boom boom clap, boom de clap de clap (Whoa oh oh) One, Two, Three! Everybody come on, off your seats I'm gonna tell you about a beat That's gonna make you move your feet I'll give the barbeque Show and tell you how to move If you're five or 82 This is something you can do Pop it, lock it, polka dot it Country fivin', hip hop hip Put your hawk in the sky, move side to side Jump to the left, stick it, glide Zig zag 'cross the floor Shuffle in diagonal When the drum hits hands on your hips One-footed 180 twist And then a zig zag, step'n, slide Lean in left to clap, three times Shake it out, head to toe Throw it all together, that's how we roll Do the hoedown (Throwdown!) Do the hoedown (Throwdown!) Do the hoedown (Throwdown!) Throw it all together, that's how we roll We get to four, five, six And you're feelin' busted But it's not time to quit Practice makes you perfect Pop it, lock it, polka dot it Country fivin', hip hop hip Put your hawk in the sky, move side to side Jump to the left, stick it, glide Zig zag 'cross the floor Shuffle in diagonal When the drum hits hands on your hips One-footed 180 twist And then a zig zag, step'n, slide Lean in left to clap, three times Shake it out, head to toe Throw it all together, that's how we roll Do the hoedown (Throwdown!) Do the hoedown (Throwdown!) Do the hoedown (Throwdown!) Throw it all together, that's how we roll Boom de clap de clap, boom boom clap Come on, here we go! Boom boom clap, boom de clap de clap Boom boom clap, boom de clap Pop it, lock it, polka dot it Country fivin', hip hop hip Put your hawk in the sky, move side to side Jump to the left, stick it, glide Zig zag 'cross the floor Shuffle in diagonal When the drum hits hands on your hips One-footed 180 twist And then a zig zag, step'n, slide Lean in left to clap, three times Shake it out, head to toe Throw it all together, that's how we roll Do the hoedown (Throwdown!) Do the hoedown (Throwdown!) Do the hoedown (Throwdown!) Throw it all together, that's how we roll Do the hoedown (Throwdown!) Do the hoedown (Throwdown!) Do the hoedown (Throwdown!) Throw it all together, that's how we roll Boom dap clap, b-boom de clap clap clap Boom dap clap, b-boom de clap clap Boom de clap, boom de clap de clap Throw it all together, that's how we roll

I like big butts and I cannot lie You other brothers can't deny When a girl walks in with an itty-bitty waist And a round thing in your face You get sprung Wanna pull up tough 'Cause you notice that butt was stuffed Deep in the jeans she's wearing I'm hooked and I can't stop staring Oh baby, I wanna get with ya And take your picture My homeboys tried to warn me But that butt you got (Oh it make me so horny) Ooh, rump that smooth skin You wanna get in my Benz Well use me use me 'cause you aint that average groupie I've seen them dancing The hell with romancing She's sweat, wet, got it going like a turbo vette I'm tired of magazines Saying flat butts are the thing Take the average black man and ask him that She gotta pack much back So Fellas (Yeah) Fellas (Yeah) Your girlfriend got the butt? (Hell yeah) Well shake it, shake it, shake that healthy butt Baby got back, y'all Baby got back Baby got back I like'em round and big And when I'm throwing a gig I just can't help myself I'm acting like an animal Now here's my scandal I wanna get you home And uh, double up uh uh I ain't talking 'bout playboy 'Cause silicone parts were made for toys I want'em real thick and juicy So find that juicy double Babycake's in trouble Begging for a piece of that bubble So I'm looking at rock videos Watching these bimbos walking like hoes You can have them bimbos I'll keep my women like Flo Jo A word to the thick soul sisters I wanna get with ya I won't cuss or hit ya But I gotta be straight when I say I wanna (Ahh) Till the break of dawn Baby got it going on A lot of pimps won't like this song 'Cause them punks lie to hit it and quit it But I'd rather stay and play 'Cause I'm long and I'm strong And I'm down to get the friction on So ladies (Yeah) Ladies (Yeah) Do you wanna roll in my Mercedes? (Yeah) Then turn around Stick it out Even white boys got to shout Baby got back y'all Baby got back Yeah baby When it comes to females Cosmo ain't got nothing to do with my selection (Oh baby) Thirty-six, twenty-four, thirty-six Only if she's five three So your girlfriend throws a Honda Playing workout tapes by Fonda But Fonda ain't got a motor in the back of her Honda My anaconda don't want none unless you've got buns hun You can do side bends or sit-ups, but please don't lose that butt Some brothers wanna play that hard role And tell you that the butt ain't gold So they toss it and leave it And I pull up quick to retrieve it So cosmo says you're fat Well I ain't down with that 'Cause your waste is small and your curves are kicking And I'm thinking bout sticking To the beanpole dames in the magazines You ain't it miss thing Give me a sister I can't resist her Red beans and rice did miss her Some knucklehead tried to diss 'Cause his girls were on my list He had game but he chose to hit'em And pulled up quick to get with'em So ladies if the butt is round And you wanna triple X throw down Dial someone's phone, now move that floor Shake that dumpy ass Baby got back, y'all Baby got back Baby got back Little in the middle but she got much back Little in the middle but she got much back Upsweep face with an I E booty Little in the middle but she got much back Upsweep face with an I E booty Little in the middle but she got much back Little in the middle Little in the middle Little in the middle Little in the middle Baby got back Upsweep face with an I E booty What? With an I E booty Upsweep face with an I E booty What? With an I E booty Upsweep face with an I E booty What? With an I E booty Upsweep face with an I E booty Yeah, baby got back Uh, yeah baby I E booty in the house This is not, this is not (Motherfucker) Bust some ass

Are you ready to throw down? Yes we are! Well, get on down like you're 'posed to And shake your ass on the carpet like the old school Are you ready to throw down? Yes we are! Well, get on down like you're 'posed to And give a loc a little dap when he roll through If there be a dope beat then all y'all see Get up out your seat and let me see your technique Freak your physique and you betta not compete Make it hot and sweaty like twenty deep in a jeep Never coming cheap, forty creep And I hope you don't mind if I borrow a few things while you go to sleep I steal money from the rich and give it to the poor It's Coolio loco the ghetto witch doctor superhero I take it from the back and bring it to the front Cause you gotta give the people what they want Lil pump, do the stomp to the butt Big homie shake your gut as long as you get your ass up It's a party over here and let me make it clear 40 Thevz is the crew, so you better come anew When a damn thing change since the first one And if you didn't hear the album, go get one Are you ready to throw down? Yes we are! Well, get on down like you're 'posed to And shake your ass on the carpet like the old school Are you ready to throw down? Yes we are! Well, get on down like you're 'posed to And give a loc a little dap when he roll through Here come the thief on the old school beat And I never knew the meaning of the word "defeat" The master of disguise wanna see the people's eyes Yet, fools try to deny that the man can fly Just cook 'em all up like gumbo and block their ass like Mutumbo Cause your album dropped off the charts like Dumbo We are new and improved to make you put on your boogie shoes Like K.C. and the Sunshine Band, or the Wu-Tang Clan I go way back like Vegas, Nixon, Noreaga It's the tennis shoe players fat box on the crossfader Now what if hip hop was like Humpty Dumpty sitting on the wall? And what if hip hop had to take a great fall? And what if rhyme was a crime and each and every time That you spit a dope line you might have to do some time? Most of these clowns will be trying to skip town But Coolio will be ready for the showdown Are you ready to throw down? Yes we are! Well, get on down like you're 'posed to And shake your ass on the carpet like the old school Are you ready to throw down? Yes we are! Well, get on down like you're 'posed to And pass the joint to the loc when he roll through If the shoe fit, put it on the stick And if your ass can't cash, don't let your mouth write no cheque Fools be in the bars unadvanced with a switch Uppercuts and fight kicks with Weird Al Yankovich From Tokyo to Sojo, rolling wit the 4-0 This hip hop that I'm holding I'll make it move your coat It's the Vandino, everything but rhyme's broken Breaking a nigga with first position at the open You can't understand how I do it, I'm just true to it I let my pen flow across the paper like it was made affluent Uh, let it ring, let it rip Everybody holler like Marvin Gaye But don't you let the record skip Synchronize the watch, 'cause the party don't stop Till the neighborhood watch call the cops It's the wild ass festival, coast line veteran Once again dropping bombs on your section Are you ready to throw down? Yes we are! Well, get on down like you're 'posed to And shake your ass on the carpet like the old school Are you ready to throw down? Yes we are! Well, get on down like you're 'posed to And pass the brew to the loc when he roll through Are you ready to throw down? Yes we are! Well, get on down like you're 'posed to And shake your ass on the carpet like the old school Are you ready to throw down? Yes we are! Well, get on down like you're 'posed to And give a loc a little dap when he roll through, fool

This that mirror talk And that mirror talks Look So I was rappin in the mirror It's an every night tradition 2AM or 3AM See it don't really make a difference Man Said it don't really make a difference I stay up that late to show rappers what really makes us different If I ain't pass you while you sleepin I just shortened up the distance Damn I just shorted up the distance But they know what's coming Fuck it I ain't even gotta finish Man Said I ain't even gotta finish I'm replenished Ain't a gimmick You know that I'm bout to kill again Since when did rapping turn to acting They tell stories that ain't happen You wont find nobody Realer than Me I'm so dope I flow dope Even Mike Myers hit my line to get some mojo I used to watch the major leagues and now I'm bout to go pro Two middle fingers for my logo I swear I'm going loco I'm going chi town crazy Cuz I'm a chi town baby And chi town raised me I said I'm chi town crazy So all them shots cant phase me Bitch stop hating I told em bitch stop hating To keep it real I lost a lot of sleep Was toss and turning To concerned of what they thought of me Oh the irony Damn I love the irony They never would reply And now they never hear replies from me.(beat pick up) See I'm just giving back the energy that I received Pouring henny while I'm swimming through some memories I grind my teeth thinking back to how they slept On me They Flipping scripts But never take a peak behind the scenes Some of the rappers got me fucked up They talk tough But if your asking me dawg they just confused On the gram bragging they've been rappin For Like TEN YEARS? Ten years Bitch I got more songs then you But that's the life we livin See peopled rather tell the world what their going for then ever actually try to get it Guess that's what makes us different Cuz if I ever told somebody what I'm bout to do I guaranteed I fuckin did it I cherish every minute Some people work a 9-5 All their life And they never get around to live it Man that's so depressing Might change my lane But never change the mission Always had that faith like I was superstitious. I tried to show em love but fuck it I'm on kill mode You came into the devil's crib The door behind you sealed close So now I'm thinking I should stomp em with my steel toes They always trynna flex I bet those bruises make em feel swoll So mirror mirror on the wall I'ma need your help I got one request, and then I wont ask nothing else Can you show me everyone that Hope's that I don't fail Damn that's crazy I can only see myself

Reporting live Illest spitta from the chi Always running through my mind And I pray one day I find ya I'll treat you right And I'll never leave ya side Everybody knows your fine Girl I wanna see inside ya Uhh I said I wanna see inside ya Yeah Your always running through my mind girl Yeah I wish that you were my girl But I ain't gonna rush it promise that I'll take my time girl Now your the woman of my dreams I wanna cherish you And Baby you so fly but every pilot Needs a parachute See I can hold ya down straight cuffin like how a sheriff do I ain't gone search the world I know none of them girls compare to you But I understand them boys ain't treated you right So you kinda hesitant of letting me in your life Your scared that if I'm here today Then ill be gone by tonight That one hit wonderous type Cuz usually that's what its like Damn That got me thinking do we really know what love is To some it means the world But to others that word means nothing See People so confused they think love is when they lusting And only get that spark when they be fucking That's real shit But baby listen I'm different So lemme show you I might be playing the game But never will I control You got beauty body and brains Your perfect in case no one told you So lemme treat you how a man's supposed to Supposed to Reporting live Illest spitta from the chi Always running through my mind And I pray one day I find ya I'll treat you right And I'll never leave ya side Everybody knows your fine Girl I wanna see inside ya Uhh I said I wanna see inside ya Yeah Your always running through my mind girl Yeah I wish that you were my girl But I ain't gonna rush it promise that I'll take my time girl See baby I ain't picture perfect Yeah that's true But if I'm standing next to you Than at least I got the perfect view And I don't know if destiny Is real or fake But if there is such thing as fate Than I know I made the perfect move I can show you everything you never seen All I'm asking for is time Mrs. Woman of my dreams Them other dudes would count you out but you can always count on me Yeah So baby tell me whatcha needed Reporting live Illest spitta from the chi Always running through my mind And I pray one day I find ya I'll treat you right And I'll never leave ya side Everybody knows your fine Girl I wanna see inside ya

Long days mixed with long nights It's my life I'ma live it how I like Yeah yeah yeah Big dreams with a big price It feels right So I'm never thinking twice Yeah yeah yeah My life this is my life Uh I'm only trynna live it right Yeah My life this is my life Uh And I'ma live it how I like Yeah Welcome back now you fucking with the big dawg Nice smile you don't wanna see me pissed off They put the ball in my court and I'm bout to swish y'all Pulling up from deep I got that trey like I'm Chris Paul See I ain't never switching sides on the bros I'ma ride to the goals And I ain't gonna slow down Now I've been dealing with the highs and the lows While I grind in my zone And I know I'm getting close now Ion ever take a break or a day off Double OT after OT man I know its goin pay off To you it's just a Wednesday but I treat it like the playoffs I've been giving out this work no need to worry bout a layoff Young spitta from the windy city Blowing trees Blowing green But I never blow a chance homie I Heard that money make her dance on me but mannn I'd rather spend all of the bands on the fam homie Long days mixed with long nights It's my life I'ma live it how I like Yeah yeah yeah Big dreams with a big price It feels right So I'm never thinking twice Yeah yeah yeah My life this is my life Uh I'm only trynna live it right Yeah My life this is my life Uh And I'ma live it how I like Yeah My Rookie season got me feeling like I'm up next I start before the sunrise And finish when the sunset Wack rappers big mad got em upset They Hit me in the DM late night like a drunk text Still I ain't trippin off it They love to hate me but they prolly break these bars down and try to get some tips up off it That shit sounds so exhaustin Faking an image Spending money spending time Yet they never think bout what's its costin But I don't worry I'm authentic No cosmetics Styles augmented My flow ain't got a flaw in it I spit each word as if god sent it I'm prophetic Call medics If you want war homie i'm blood scented Uhh I had to set em straight And show the differences between the minute mades And the meant to stays You see my message resonates above the pen and page I'm trynna show all of my people there's a better way Just cuz we grew up in the hood don't mean we gotta stay I had some homie's love the block but it ain't feel the same Now there's another young soul that the streets have claimed Damn To me it's more than just some rapping thang