Get Back (Sum 41 rock remix)

Yea, special edition Rock and roll, it's Ludacris, yea It's Sum 41 baby, here's another one Get back, it's another, (studio audience) it's another one (Yeek-yeek-woop-woop) Why you all in my ear? Talkin' a whole bunch a shit that I ain't tryin to hear Get back mother fucker, you don't know me like that Get back mother fucker, you don't know me like that (Yeek-yeek-woop-woop) I ain't playin' around Make one false move, I'll take you down Get back mother fucker, you don't know me like that Get back mother fucker, you don't know me like that S-s-so, come on, come on, Don't get swung on, swung on It's the knick-knack-patty-whack still riding Cadillacs Family off the streets, made the homies put the baggies back I'm still stackin' plaques (yep) Still action-packed (yep) And dope, I keep it flippin' like acrobats That's why I pack a mack, that'll crack a back 'Cause on my waist there's more heat than the shaq-attack But I ain't speakin' about ballin-ballin Jus' thinkin' about brawlin' 'til y'all start ballin' We all in together now, birds of a feather now Jus' bought a plane so we change in the weather now So put your brakes on, caps put your capes on And knock off your block, get dropped, and have your face blown 'Cause I'll prove it, scratch off the music Like hey little stupid, don't make me lose it (Yeek-yeek-woop-woop) Why you all in my ear? Talkin' a whole bunch a shit that I ain't tryin to hear Get back mother fucker, you don't know me like that Get back mother fucker, you don't know me like that (Yeek-yeek-woop-woop) I ain't playin' around Make one false move, I'll take you down Get back mother fucker, you don't know me like that Get back mother fucker, you don't know me like that I came (I came) I saw (I saw) I hit him right dead in the jaw (in the jaw) I came (I came) I saw (I saw) I hit him right dead in the jaw (in the jaw) I came (I came) I saw (I saw) I hit him right dead in the jaw (in the jaw) I came (I came) I saw (I saw) I hit him right dead in the jaw (in the jaw) You see I caught him with a right hook, caught him with a jab Caught him with an upper cut, kicked him in his head Sent him on his way 'cause I ain't for that talk And no trips to the county, I ain't for that walk We split like 2 pins at the end of a lane We'll knock out your spotlight and put an end to your fame Put a DTP pendant at the end of yo' chain And put the booty of a swish at the end of a flame (Yeek-yeek-woop-woop) Why you all in my ear? Talkin' a whole bunch a shit that I ain't tryin to hear Get back mother fucker, you don't know me like that Get back mother fucker, you don't know me like that (Yeek-yeek-woop-woop) I ain't playin' around Make one false move, I'll take you down Get back mother fucker, you don't know me like that Get back mother fucker, you don't know me like that Hey, you want what with me I'm a tell you one time, don't fuck with me! Get down 'cause ain't got nothin' to lose And I'm havin a bad day don't make me take it out on you Hey, you want what with me I'm a tell you one time, don't fuck with me Get down 'cause ain't got nothin' to lose And I'm havin a bad day, don't make me take it out on you Man, 'cause I don't wanna do that I wanna have a good time and enjoy my Jack Sit back and watch the women get drunk as hell So I can wake up in the morning with a story to tell I know it's been a little while since I've been out the house Now I'm here, you wanna stand around runnin' yo' mouth? I can't hear nothing you sayin' or spittin', so whassup? Don't you see we in the club, man shut the fuck up! (Yeek-yeek-woop-woop) Why you all in my ear? Talkin' a whole bunch a shit that I ain't tryin to hear Get back mother fucker, you don't know me like that Get back mother fucker, you don't know me like that (Yeek-yeek-woop-woop) I ain't playin' around Make one false move, I'll take you down Get back mother fucker, you don't know me like that Get back mother fucker, you don't know me like that We in the red light district (What) We in the red light district Sum 41 (in the red light district) Yes, and Ludacris (in the red light district It's the rock and roll version (red light district) It's the red light district (the red light district) So here, sit back (it's the red light district) I'll be done today It started a piece (the red light district) Lil' faith, baby! What up! That should be cool man All you gotta do is mix it down