[Intro] (Airplane taking off in background)
		
 Miiiaaammmmiiii... (echo)
		
 Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
		
 Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
		
 Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
		
 
		
 [Hook]
		
 BOOM!! it's on, bitch nigga we'll rock yo' room
		
 BOOM!! bitch what's happnin'? (WHAT?!)
		
 BOOM!! bitch what's happnin'? (WHAT?!)
		
 BOOM!! it's on, bitch nigga we'll rock yo' room
		
 BOOM!! bitch what's happnin'? (WHAT?!)
		
 BOOM!! bitch what's happnin'? (WHAT?!)
		
 
		
 [Verse One - Trick Daddy]
		
 Half step pussy ass nigga
		
 Why you lookin' at a nigga like you wanna run one wit' me?
		
 I got my big gun wit' me don't feel like doofin' I feel like
 shootin' FOOL!
		
 And I don't like your atitude
		
 You do shit that dem hoes on a rag'll do
		
 Ol' faggot, you better watch your mouth
		
 Fo' I be in front yo' house, when yo' ass come out
		
 Ol' bitch ass, hold another nigga dick ass, BITCH ASS, NIGGA!
		
 Keep lookin' at a nigga like you gonna tell somethin'
		
 I'll fuck around and, kill ya!
		
 So now that you set you ready, YO!
		
 If this shit get silly I'm lettin' it go
		
 First scrito in the front seat
		
 You ever come my way, it's gon' be gunplay
		
 HEEEYYY.. I ride wit' a AK, get high and spit five out the AK
		
 Ok, let a nigga play and watch T-Double-D knock ya ass of the
 free seat
		
 All my Dade County Chevy boys, who drive candy toys and tolt guns
 galore
		
 And treat the Hummer like a Tonka toy
		
 Got shit you niggaz ain't seen before
		
 
		
 [Hook]
		
 BOOM!! it's on, bitch nigga we'll rock yo' room
		
 BOOM!! bitch what's happnin'? (WHAT?!)
		
 BOOM!! bitch what's happnin'? (WHAT?!)
		
 BOOM!! it's on, bitch nigga we'll rock yo' room
		
 BOOM!! bitch what's happnin'? (WHAT?!)
		
 BOOM!! bitch what's happnin'? (WHAT?!)
		
 
		
 [Verse Two]
		
 Ying Yang and the T-Double-D
		
 We, in this motherfucker crunk in this motherfucker
		
 And our niggaz wit' a Miami boy
		
 And I still like to play wit' my Tonka toy
		
 I'm a Toys R Us kid, yes I is
		
 You can't be serious, yes I is
		
 You think I'm playin' than ask my brother
		
 You still don't believe me than ask my mother
		
 Because I love my gun, I play wit' my gun
		
 Have fun wit' my gun, have sex wit' my gun
		
 And I don't put a motherfucker out for fun
		
 'Cause I ain't funna' get ya ass tryin' to run
		
 I'ma bust one time, bust two times
		
 And the third time yo' ass is mine
		
 Go down for the count, "He can't get up!"
		
 DAMN! he fell and he can't get up!
		
 
		
 [Hook]
		
 BOOM!! it's on, bitch nigga we'll rock yo' room
		
 BOOM!! bitch what's happnin'? (WHAT?!)
		
 BOOM!! bitch what's happnin'? (WHAT?!)
		
 BOOM!! it's on, bitch nigga we'll rock yo' room
		
 BOOM!! bitch what's happnin'? (WHAT?!)
		
 BOOM!! bitch what's happnin'? (WHAT?!)
		
 
		
 [Verse Three]
		
 You a soft mo'fucka, kind of gay mo'fucka
		
 If you mad 'cause you like you never had mo'fucka
		
 Fuck yo' ass mo'fucka, that's the past mo'fucka
		
 And I know the fact make ya mad mo'fucka
		
 It iiiss.. what I thought nigga think it ain't
		
 For reeeaall... you lame and we off the chain
		
 And the T-Double-D, we bolo
		
 FUCK hoes niggaz ride by my Dolo
		
 Get the keys to my car, and I jump in
		
 Hit the Liquor store, buy my Cigars and 'gen
		
 Get drunk and I'm off in the wind
		
 Lookin' for a itty bitty pretty that could hold a sin
		
 
		
 [Bridge]
		
 We smokin', and ridin'
		
 Don't tell nobody be quiet
		
 Might cut it lil' butt it
		
 Can't let this shit get done
		
 
		
 [Hook]
		
 BOOM!! it's on, bitch nigga we'll rock yo' room
		
 BOOM!! bitch what's happnin'? (WHAT?!)
		
 BOOM!! bitch what's happnin'? (WHAT?!)
		
 BOOM!! it's on, bitch nigga we'll rock yo' room
		
 BOOM!! bitch what's happnin'? (WHAT?!)
		
 BOOM!! bitch what's happnin'? (WHAT?!)
		
 
		
 [Outro]
		
 Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
		
 Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
		
 Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
		
 Oh my god, from the south to the bottom
		
 Trick Daddy Dollaz, Ying Yang Twins, beatin' ass
		
 Collipark Music Incorperated
		
 This that next level right here, it's that crunk party
		
 All these niggaz doin' crunk music, we crunk party nigga
		
 Be original wit' it, Hey man who really run the south?