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JUELZ SANTANA lyrics : "Monster Music"

[Juelz talking]
Flutes...what? Bring in the Opera man


[Opera Singing]
Dip Set let's get it on [x6]


[Verse]
This is marching music, this is monster music
Everybody get the $#&@ up, get to stomping to it

Get the band, get the drumline, we marching to it
Get your aunt, get your uncles, get your mom's into it
This is lovely noise, this is club knocking

This is razors out chump, this is club ox'ing
This is grab a (*##$, get the club rockin'
Hit the bar, big spender, get the bub' poppin'

This is move, get the $#&@ out the way
Or get moved the $#&@ out the way, chump
^!$$%z get tools the $#&@ in the club

^!$$%z get moved the $#&@ in the club, don't play punk
^!$$%z get schooled outside of the class from tryin' be fast
Shots hot and pop in your $$# ^!$$%

(*##$es cut school to get with the boy
Your wife'll cut you to get with the boy, it's Big Pimpin' here
Big lobster, big shrimp in here, big mobsters, big fish in here

Yeah, get your fishing gear, they'll flip ya yeah
They'll twista ya yeah, they'll let you know the Dips is here
Get it clear


[Chorus]
This is monster music, this is contra music

This is arms out, bombs out, bombin' music
This is launchin' music, this embalmin' fluid
Everybody get the $#&@ up get to stompin' to it


This is monster music, this is contra music
This is ^!$$%z, this is (*##$es, this is all our music

This is marchin' music, this embalmin' fluid
Everybody get the $#&@ up, get to stompin' to it


[Verse]
My Kappa's, my sigma's, my clappers, my ^!$$%z
My Alfa's, my beta's, cowards and haters

Come style with the players, crack a thousand gators
Big gun, get wild and I'll spray ya
Big gun, sit down for I spray ya, or quick run

I'll shower you later, I don't mind ^!$$%
I ain't got nothin' but time ^!$$%
Plus you ain't hard to find ^!$$%z, three blocks from my ^!$$%z

Where they squeeze glocks, divide ^!$$%z
And that green top suplies ^!$$%z, lean drop beside ^!$$%z
Easdrop and watch ^!$$%z, we cop and ride ^!$$%z

!@&@e hard, go hard we block ^!$$%z
Young Joe Clark lean on me, shots go off
Should've told you not to lean on me

Your (*##$ wont $#&@ you I told her not to cheat on me
I think you're a clown she totally agrees with me
She comes over and she sleeps with me

USe the bathroom and pees with me, and goes home and eats with you (Damn)
You a chump ^!$$%, you a punk ^!$$%, get a grib, get your weight up ^!$$%


[Chorus]
This is monster music, this is contra music
This is arms out, bombs out, bombin' music

This is launchin' music, this embalmin' fluid
Everybody get the $#&@ up get to stompin' to it


This is monster music, this is contra music
This is ^!$$%z, this is (*##$es, this is all our music
This is marchin' music, this embalmin' fluid

Everybody get the $#&@ up, get to stompin' to it

[Opera sings until fades...]

Dip Set let's get it on

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