[Intro: Lil Jon & Michael Watts]
Yeah
What? What?
What? What?
Check this out, right?
Yeah, yeah
Lil' Jon and the motherfuckin' East Side Boyz (What)
The Kings of Crunk (What)
Back at you with some new shit (What, yeah)
Now just because we went platinum and shit (What)
Don't mean we gone change, n***a (What)
We're the motherfucking Kings of Crunk (Yeah)
And we're gonna always keep this motherfucker crunk (What, what)
Swishahouse
BME Click, bitch

[Chorus: Lil Jon]
Fall up-fall up in the club
And them n***as wanna mug
Step up-step up to they face
What they gon' do (Shit)
Fall up-fall up in the club
And them hoes start acting up
Step up-step up to them hoes
What they gon' do (Shit)
Gon'-gon' do (Shit)
Gon'-gon' do (Shit)
Gon'-gon' do (Shit)
Gon'-gon' do (Shit)
Gon'-gon' do (Shit)
Gon'-gon' do (Shit)
Gon'-gon' do (Shit)
Gon'-gon' do (Shit)
[Verse 1: Lil Jon & The Eastside Boyz]
Fuck n***a, what's up?
Hell naw you ain't gon' buck
Shittin-shittin' out your mouth
Gon' get you wet-
Fuck n***a, what's up?
Hell naw you ain't gon' buck
Shittin-shittin' out your mouth
Gon' get you fucked up
You done came in the club
With your muthafuckin' click
We don't give a fuck, ho
Ya'll pussy like bitches
You done came in the club
With your muthafuckin' click
We don't give a fuck, ho
Ya'll pussy like bitches
It's some Eastside n***as (what)
And they deep in this bitch (wassup)
Step to-step to any n***a (what)
That be talkin' that shit (wassup)
It's some Westside n***as (what)
And they deep in this bitch (wassup)
Step to-step to any n***a (what)
That be talkin' that shit (wassup)
It's some Northside n***as (what)
And they deep in this bitch (wassup)
Step to-step to any n***a (what)
That be talkin' that shit (wassup)
It's some Southside n***as (what)
And they deep in this bitch (wassup)
Step to-step to any n***a (what)
That be talkin' that shit (wassup)
[Chorus: Lil Jon & Michael Watts]
Fall-fall-fall-fall-fall up in the club
And them n***as wanna mug
Step up-step up to they face
What they gon' do (Shit)
Fall up-fall up in the club
And them hoes start acting up
Step up-step up to them hoes
What they gon' do (Shit)
Gon'-gon' do (Shit)
Gon'-gon' do (Shit)
Gon'-gon' do (Shit)
Gon'-gon' do (Shit)
Gon'-gon' do (Shit)
Gon'-gon' do (Shit)
What they-DJ Micheal Watts

[Verse 2: Lil Scrappy]
My brain is taking in too much pain
I'm bout to explode first, and then take (Shit)
My brain is taking in too much pain
I'm bout to explode first, and then take (Shit)
My brain is taking in too much pain
Ex-explode first, and then take names
Cool-cool lil' shawty don't be so alarmed
I learned to bruise n***as when I jabbed in the arm
I don't play wit mutherfuckers cause the shit be real
I don't play wit mutherfuckers cause the shit be real
I don't play wit mutherfuckers shit-shit be real
Make you hold your breath longer than the Navy Seal
And them bows gon' leave you ass dead in the past
Ain't no way you can differ your dick from your ass
I bows-bows wit my n***a-n***a
Fuck hoes-hoes, n***a-n***a
Fuck you-fuck you think I feel about this arm in your figure
Closed-closed casket, hatin'-hatin' baskets
It's a closed casket, hatin'-hatin' baskets
It's a closed casket, hatin'-hatin' baskets
G's-g's that's real, mess of-mess of faggots
Who you talkin' to bitch, what you gon' do trick
When it's obvious to see that you ain't gon' do shit
Lil Scrappy the prince and I ain't takin' no junk
I'm a quiet crunk n***a and fuck being a punk
[Chorus: Lil Jon & Michael Watts]
If you fall up in the club
And them n***as wanna mug
Step up-step up to they face
What they gon' do (Shit)
Fall up-fall up in the club
And them hoes start acting up
Step up-step up to them hoes
What they gon' do (Shit)
Gon'-gon' do (Shit)
Gon'-gon' do (Shit)
Gon'-gon' do (Shit)
Gon'-gon' do (Shit)
Gon'-gon' do (Shit)
Gon'-gon' do (Shit)
What they-Swishahouse, BME Click bitch

[Interlude: Lil Jon]
Yeah, yeah
I'm lookin' round this muthafuckin' club (What?)
Them n***as still muthafuckin' lookin over here and shit (Lookin over here talkin and shit)
Think we gon' have to get some muthafuckin' straightening going on in this muthafucka (Yeah)
This what we gon' muthafuckin' do (Wassup?)
We gon' walk over to these muthafuckin' n***as (Yeah)
And talk to their ass like this (Like this)

[Bridge: Lil Jon]
Bitches-bitches talk shit
Bitches-bitches talk shit
Bitches-bitches talk shit
That's why we bustin' your shit
On- bitches-bitches talk shit
Bitches-bitches talk shit
Bitches-bitches talk shit
That's why we bustin' your shit
We real n***as (what?) y'all hoes (y'all hoes)
We real n***as (what?) y'all hoes (y'all hoes)
We real n***as (what?) y'all hoes (y'all hoes)
We re-
Y'all hoes (y'all hoes)

[Chorus: Lil Jon]
If you fall up in the club
And them n***as wanna mug
Step up-step up to they face
What they gon' do (Shit)
Fall up-fall up in the club
And them hoes start acting up
Step up-step up to them hoes
What they gon' do (Shit)
Gon'-gon' do (Shit)
Gon'-gon' do (Shit)
Gon'-gon' do (Shit)
Gon'-gon' do (Shit)
Gon'-gon' (Shit, shit)
Gon'-gon' (Shit, shit)

[Outro: Michael Watts]
It's going down from Texas to ATL n***a, what