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Hell Yeah (Remix) Chitti Chitti bang bang like a pow Everybody up in the club gettin wild Drinks everywhere the crowd is real loud Looks like we gonna be for a while I'm so drunk I'm droolin at the mouth Tryin to get someone to take me to my house So Where my car keys and where my money at I'm gonna follow ya'll to the ah where the honies are at Cgimme so cheese eggs steaks and grits And hit the after party with G and them boys Clipse Look out for the po po Smokin on the dro dro In those Air force ones and all white band new tees Plus I got these 2 hunnies tryin juke on me You've got the ignition and girl I got the key It's the pide piper so people follow me So fresh so fly so sweet so polite So much to many (Cause we ridin tonight) And its that pimp talk, that pimp walk It's big pimpin over here playa ya just start See we're fresh with air one's Lexus and big drums White shirt, plenty chicks, plenty kris, big fun Ma, you worry none the minks come with the guns The prada the Gucci it's all in the bird fun I'm sittin in mt truck, stakin the club out Kill this last sip and go 'n' wild the F*** out I walk up in the club with my hands in the air There's so much coochie in the atmosphere So girl quit frontin and get you A** over here Get yourself a cup of this cran and belvedere I'm all off in the corner with honies taking flicks Baby in VIP cut and a pic G and big tymers together thats a hit [Chorus] Have you ever seen a thug in a club with the bottle turned ip head bobbin like hell yeah Have you ever seen a chic in the club with a drink in her cup, booty shakin like hell yeah Have you seen the Big Tymers pull up in the front of the club - 24s like hell yeah Have you ever seen 20,000 strong with their hands in the air- up and down like hell yeah I'm in the club with it on me Homey And Homey you dont know me. I dont want it I just want to find a roney to go home with Not hold the phone with Spend money on it chick I'm on gotta have her own S*** And no Im never lonley Or alone without that chrome And I only keep it on me just in case we dont click Dont confuse the club atmosphere We're strapped in here And just might explain malisses mack affair 55 thousand Prada pink wrist 2 Years ago N**** never pictured this raise up the kris watch the bottle shake up Rollie like it was dipped in froundation makeup Nah ma this is not your jacob This is what you call presidential cake up Shake your money maker Til tyhe night break up Then be on your way soon as you a** wake up [Chorus 2x] Woo it's the remix, woo it's the remix, woo it's the remix, woo its the remix Cash money ya, Its The Clipse ya, Its Ginuwine ya. The Pide Piper ya'll Cash Money ya, it's The Clipse ya, It's Ginuwine ya, The Pipe Piper ya  More Ginuwine Song Lyrics
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