(feat. Mike Jones)

Whoa, I've been drinking since I stepped in the club

When I hopped out my ride, I was smoking on bud
So my head kinda feeling like my rims (spinning)
Cutting up from the beginning

I buy a bottle for my DJ I'm in my jeans and my white tee
All the pretty girls should come to VIP
All you $#&@ing haters in here that don't like me

Tonight is not the night G
Back to business, a ^!$$% in the club
Waiting for my song to come on, to get bud'd

And we gone blow the roof off this mu'$#&@a
When the beat drop, we about to tear this (*##$ up


[Chorus:]
Mama, put your hands in the air
Shake it like ya just don't care

Let me see you catch that bow
I want all y'all to tear this (*##$ up
^!$$%'s represent you hood

We don't give a damn, its all to the good
Ain't nobody got no problems
Cos tonight we gonna tear this (*##$ up


Now they got a ^!$$% hot and bothered
Drinking on cranberry juice and vodka

How do you want it, been playing for an hour
And Jimmy Bone feeling the power
They state's is dropping with every single bottle its popping

Well her face ain't really gotta be all that
Cos I ain't tripping, I just want that $$# on my lap
I just wanna smack it, mama make it go clap

Tell the DJ to run that (*##$ back
And see how they react to
This is my party, smoke if you want to, drink if you want to

Do what you wanna do
But please don't, please don't start no %#@! tonight
Cos you believe I've got that thing aight

And plus my dawgs in this joint
And they so on point
They just lookin for a reason to tear this (*##$ up


[Chorus:]
Mama, put your hands in the air

Shake it like ya just don't care
Let me see you catch that bow
I want all y'all to tear this (*##$ up

^!$$%'s represent you hood
We don't give a damn, its all to the good
Ain't nobody got no problems

Cos tonight we gonna tear this (*##$ up

[Mike Jones:]

TQ
H-Town to LA Baby
Mike Jones

Mike Jones

Cadillac top down

Throwing up H-Town
I spit to a chicks, so the (*##$ will let me lay her down
You know I don't play around

I put it in and break her down
I like it from the back, but I love it when her face down
To the pillow over to the rear

Tell her what she wanna hear
And after I get in her ear
I fill her up with Belvedere

Chea, its TQ and Mike Jones
Flipping candy on chrome
About to take a hoe home

See I ain't got time to talk, nor say what's up
You either don't suck or $#&@, or get in my truck
A lot of hoes call me pappy

Some call me daddy
They love to see the candy paint dripping from the caddy
I'm in the club deep, with my teeth so classy
I'm looking for a hoe that down to do the nasty
I'm in the club deep, with my teeth so classy

I'm looking for a hoe that'll (TQ) tear this (*##$ up

[Chorus:]
Mama, put your hands in the air
Shake it like ya just don't care

Let me see you catch that bow
I want all y'all to tear this (*##$ up
^!$$%'s represent you hood
We don't give a damn, its all to the good
Ain't nobody got no problems

Cos tonight we gonna tear this (*##$ up

[Chorus:]
Mama, put your hands in the air
Shake it like ya just don't care

Let me see you catch that bow
I want all y'all to tear this (*##$ up
^!$$%'s represent you hood
We don't give a damn, its all to the good
Ain't nobody got no problems
Cos tonight we gonna tear this (*##$ up