Lil Jon | Lyrics | I Don't Give A...

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  • Song Name: I Don't Give A...
  • Artist Name: Lil Jon
  • Album: Kings of Crunk
  • Songwriters: Anthony Henderson, Jonathan Smith, Michael L Tyler, Sammie Norris
  • Release Date: 2002.10.08
  • Label: TVT

LYRICS FOR "I Don't Give A..."

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You ride up to the club nigga, I don't give a f***
Sick of yo' ass in the club b****, I don't give a f***
Drinkin' Cris in the V.I., I don't give a f***
Talkin' s*** 'bout me, b**** I don't give a f***
You gotta pocket full of money nigga, I don't give a f***
You drinkin' off with them ho's b****, I don't give a f***
In the club wit yo' pussy click, I don't give a f***
Security on my dick b****, I don't give a f***

Drop dem bow's on dem muthafuckin' pussy ass niggas
Drop dem bow's on dem muthafuckin' pussy ass niggas
I got that eastside wit me, I don't give a f***
Got that westside wit me, I don't give a f***
Drop dem bow's on dem muthafuckin' pussy ass niggas
Drop dem bow's on dem muthafuckin' pussy ass niggas
I got that northside wit me, I don't give a f***
Got that southside wit me, I don't give a f***

We rollin' deep in this b**** so f*** y'all niggas
We rollin' deep in this b**** so f*** y'all niggas
I got that dirty south wit me, I don't give a f***
I got that Midwest wit me, I don't give a f***
If security step up we'll crush dem niggas
If security step up we'll crush dem niggas
I got that east coast wit me, I don't give a f***
I got that west coast with me, I don't give a f***

You ride up to the club nigga, I don't give a f***
Sick of yo' ass in the club b****, I don't give a f***
Drinkin' Cris in the V.I., I don't give a f***
Talkin' s*** 'bout me, b**** I don't give a f***
You gotta pocket full of money nigga, I don't give a f***
You drinkin' off with them ho's b****, I don't give a f***
In the club wit yo' pussy click, I don't give a f***
Security on my dick b****, I don't give a f***

Man, I do this in spite, my mom ain't married, b**** I'm a b******
Nigga I f*** over me, you know what I do to these rappers
They come in here huffin' and puffin' and screamin' and cussin'
And bustin' they verses, nigga you betta calm yo' ass down
Unless you excited to see me in person
I'm rollin' with thugs and felons ughhh, that's 'cause it's own killaz
We gon' teach you ol' punk ass niggas to respect us authority figures
Throw one of a kind boy when we be pourin' up in the club
You're going down boy too bad f*** ya, sorry for ya

Listen let's not to get shook, but I ain't the one to come lookin'
'Cause all I can tell the police is, I am not a crook
I f*** big fine b******, my dick get hard, watch it grow
Then gimme fine head, blow my shotgun, the good good dough
Now tell me that ain't the life, tellin' me my niggas ain't for life
Now tell me that s*** ain't tight, tell me that y'all wanna be just like me
I beat these b****** down, I watch these cowards up
Nigga you talkin' s***, hoe you tryna power up

You ride up to the club nigga, I don't give a f***
Sick of yo' ass in the club b****, I don't give a f***
Drinkin' Cris in the V.I., I don't give a f***
Talkin' s*** 'bout me, b**** I don't give a f***
You gotta pocket full of money nigga, I don't give a f***
You drinkin' off with them ho's b****, I don't give a f***
In the club wit yo' pussy click, I don't give a f***
Security on my dick b****, I don't give a f***

Y'all niggas ain't ready for this, muthafuckas ain't steady for this
'Cause y'all still ain't learn, nigga got a 4-4 cocked In a flick so hot
Make a muthafucka feel that burn, niggas say word, where da herb
You stay up off my dick, don't back talk my nigga finna' get up in 'em
Back up off of this nigga
Don't wanna that f***** up they shut up the talkin'
Barkin' betta block 'em off the nigga talkin', sparkin'
Betta watch and dodge and never mind he caught it

Where da thugs at up in this b****, f*** a nigga up y'all represent
Gimme some gin, gimme some hen
Naw just gimme both and I'll mix it all in
Who wanna take a lil' sip of this in, let me get ya twisted man
Niggas on fire, don't stop droppin' dem that's a lie, we just won't die
We come back flya than ever, higher than ever this time
Wit venomous rhymes

So any nigga wanna get involved
What you think you can f*** wit my dogs
Nigga you thinkin' you rubbin' us while we're thuggin' this
Did you think you can f*** wit us, bone, bone, bone, bone, bone
You ready to do this the hell with the song
We ain't gotta tell you it's on, you know this
Poppin' the glock to put a stop to the ho s***
Y'all still can't f*** wit us and never will because
We too f*****' cold, too f*****' bold
Got too many souljas ready to roll wit da g****** bone

You ride up to the club nigga, I don't give a f***
Sick of yo' ass in the club b****, I don't give a f***
Drinkin' Cris in the V.I., I don't give a f***
Talkin' s*** 'bout me, b**** I don't give a f***
You gotta pocket fulla money nigga, I don't give a f***
You drinkin' off with them ho's b****, I don't give a f***
In the club wit yo' pussy click, I don't give a f***
Security on my dick b****, I don't give a f***

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