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(with Britney Spears) (feat. Hit Boy, Waka Flocka Flame, Lil Wayne & Diddy) [Intro - Diddy] It's like shit is coming down from the motherfuckin' heavens It's a new motherfuckin' day Get down or lay down Ay yo, turn the fuck up Ay yo, fuck sparklers I wanna see flamethrowers in this motherfucker This a Will.I.Am joint Hit-Boy, Britney, Waka, Weezy And they call me Diddy bitch [Verse 1 - Hit Boy] Where 1 Oak at? Where Darby at? If you at Greystone gettin' your drink on, tell em to run this back Put your hands up in the air, got the call from Will.I.Am Now it's Hit-Boy on a hit boy You turned up and I'mma bring the action [Bridge - Britney Spears & (Diddy)] When you hear this in the club You're gonna turn-turn it up (turn up bitch) You're gonna turn-turn it up (turn up bitch) You're gonna turn-turn it up (turn up bitch) SongtexteWhen we up in the club All eyes on us (turn up bitch) All eyes on us (turn up) All eyes on us (let's work) See the boys in the club They watching us They watching us (you watching us) They watching us Everybody in the club All eyes on us All eyes on us (you watching us) All eyes on us [Hook - Will.I.Am & Britney Spears] I wanna scream and shout, and let it all out And scream and shout, and let it out We saying: oh wee, oh wee, oh wee, oh We saying: oh wee, oh wee, oh wee, oh I wanna scream and shout, and let it all out And scream and shout, and let it out We saying: oh wee, oh wee, oh wee, oh You are now, now rocking with Will.I.Am and Britney bitch [Verse 1: Will.I.Am] Huh, it's rock and roll, roll Whole world know my shit everywhere I go Whole world bang this song cause it's cold Ah, shit, I think that girl ready to go off But she want a photo so I took a photo Yeah, I took a picture with an I'm photo social Yeah, you got a cold chick, but I got a colder ho But she don't really know shit, so I gotta show the ho Hide your paper, yeah I'm stackin' paper Money to the ceiling, now I need a skyscraper You are now, now rockin' with Will.I.Am and Britney, bitch Waka Flocka Flame, Lil' Wayne, Hit-Boy, Diddy, bitch [Bridge - Will.I.Am] When you hear this in the club Just put your hands up Just put your hands up Just put your hands up When we up in the club [Diddy] Motherfuckers I said put your hands up Turn the fuck up right motherfuckin' now [Verse 2: Wack Flocka Flame] Oh, it's time to party Oh, it's time to party Smokin', drinkin', no passin' out YOLO, I'mma shout it out We party hard, we yell it out Disrespect me, knock him out Crack a smile, happy hour Fuck the VIP, I'm in the crowd Me and Britney, we actin' wild It's Waka Flame, you know my style This little chain like 40 thou All eyes on me, look out Pop a bean, that's the old me Molly's here, we don't fight fair My buzz big, like Lightyear Get a grip, shorty, you can't stand here Friends, fans and family here Outfit real, live with no fear Turn the club into a mosh pit Spend 20 bands, do a back flip Girl, drop it low, shake that My wrists rocky like A$AP This a G mix and I laced that [Bridge - Britney Spears & (Diddy)] When you hear this in the club You're gonna turn-turn it up (turn up bitch) You're gonna turn-turn it up (turn up bitch) You're gonna turn-turn it up (turn up bitch) When we up in the club All eyes on us All eyes on us All eyes on us [Hook - Will.I.Am & Britney Spears] I wanna scream and shout, and let it all out And scream and shout, and let it out We saying: oh wee, oh wee, oh wee, oh You are now, now rocking with Will.I.Am and Britney bitch [Verse 3: Lil Wayne] Hi! I'm Tunechi I give the girls my room key Money can't buy you love, so I don't pay for no pussy I don't pay these haters no mind so fuckin' call me cheap I grab life by the horns, and that bitch went beep-beep I swear right now I feel like Pac cause all eyes on me And I don't mean to throw no salt, but these niggas small fries to me And my bitch bad like Britney, but I wish I had Britney She remind me of my jeep, but I got a bad memory And I'm feelin' good, I'm lookin' good, I'm smokin' good, I'm sippin' These hoes think they classy? Well that's the class I'm skippin' Got a party in my bedroom, that's a party she ain't missin' I brought her by Will.i.am, but she kept callin' him William Only God can judge me, case closed I've got my hoes at Drake shows I got this shit on lock, no escape those And I'll make that bitch scream, and shout, and let it all out I'll put it in her backyard like a fuckin' doghouse Tunechi! [Hook - Will.I.Am, Britney Spears & (Lil Wayne)] Scream and shout, and let it all out (yeah, yeah) And scream and shout, and let it out (yeah) We saying: oh wee, oh wee, oh wee, oh We saying: oh wee, oh wee, oh wee, oh I wanna scream and shout, and let it all out And scream and shout, and let it out We saying: oh wee, oh wee, oh wee, oh You are now, now rocking with Will.I.Am and Britney bitch [Outro - Diddy] Let's go This is the remix This is a super black man remix This is the remix This is a super black man remix This is a super black man remix Yeah And they call me Diddy bitch Yeah Scream and shout And turn them all out Yeah Aus Songtexte Mania