Wild Muthafuckas

[Intro: Lil Jon] Yeah (Yeah, yeah) It's your motherfuckin' nigga Lil Jon in this bitch (Okay, okay) Puttin' this shit down with Naughty By Nature, nigga (Yeah, yeah) Niggas that's been known to be some wild motherfuckers (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Now we gon' put this shit on wax for you bitch ass niggas (Okay, okay, uh, yeah) So if you'se a scared punk motherfucker (What, what, what, what) Get up out the club right now [Chorus: Treach, Lil Jon] (Yeah, nigga, yeah, nigga) It's all about right now, motherfuckers (Yeah, nigga) We some wild motherfuckers (Yeah, nigga) (Yeah, nigga, yeah, nigga) Look a nigga up and down, motherfuckers (Yeah, nigga) North to south, motherfuckers (Yeah, nigga) (Yeah, nigga, yeah, nigga) If you like my style, motherfuckers (Yeah, nigga) Get wild, motherfuckers (Yeah, nigga) (Yeah, nigga, yeah, nigga) It's all about right now, motherfuckers (Yeah, nigga) We some wild motherfuckers (Yeah, nigga) [Verse 1: Treach, Lil Jon, Both] You can smoke a spliff with a clip or a blunt with a stunt I can duck the cunt We fuck up the funk That's just what us niggas want Take this from the pimps, like lobsters and scrimps In a drug infested fucked up apartment Blunt ashes hittin' the carpets Baby mama drama, restraining order Before the D.A. appointed a lawyer I said, "Damn, I can't afford ya" Bigger fish to fryin', told the judge to suck an onion 'Til her bitch ass is crying — we some wild motherfuckers [Verse 2: Vin Rock, Vin Rock & Lil Jon] You see, we them type of warriors you don't want out to play Act a monkey off the gin and hay, ain't invite us anyway Shutting down your party and wasted off of Bacardi Lordy, they done fucked up, collabin' Lil Jon and Naughty Spittin' ionic, bubonic, TVT is behind it Couldn't hear or define it? Nigga, better rewind it Pockets full of rubbers, veteran undercover thuggers Meekers mothers love us 'cause we some wild motherfuckers [Chorus: Treach, Lil Jon] (Yeah, nigga, yeah, nigga) It's all about right now, motherfuckers (Yeah, nigga) We some wild motherfuckers (Yeah, nigga) (Yeah, nigga, yeah, nigga) Look a nigga up and down, motherfuckers (Yeah, nigga) North to south, motherfuckers (Yeah, nigga) (Yeah, nigga, yeah, nigga) If you like my style, motherfuckers (Yeah, nigga) Get wild, motherfuckers (Yeah, nigga) (Yeah, nigga, yeah, nigga) It's all about right now, motherfuckers (Yeah, nigga) We some wild motherfuckers (Yeah, nigga) [Verse 3: Chyna White] Put your money on me, I'm bound to blow like pounds of 'dro All I, all I have in this world is a grimey flow And a '94 with burners in the panels And after I lace your hood up, coppin' a new 6 with no door handles AMG kit with the package on it I'm a wildcat, the state won't put a jacket on me They say we animals, us niggers have tails But if I drop my pants, bitch, all you see is fish scales My fist glist' with chips that'll make your bitch wail and wish you was Chyna Best cuff your man 'cause I'm A.K.A. Alotta Fagina Or Juicy Lips, fuck a nigga, I'll flip like a movie script Pull a "Waiting to Exhale" and barbecue the whip They call me Tokyo and it ain't 'cause I'm half Chinese You pussy niggas get sent upstate and let them boys black your knees And split your ass, I done seen 'em go from bitch to fag, rich to rags You offended, nigga, then spit the mag [Chorus: Treach, Lil Jon] (Yeah, nigga, yeah, nigga) It's all about right now, motherfuckers (Yeah, nigga) We some wild motherfuckers (Yeah, nigga) (Yeah, nigga, yeah, nigga) Look a nigga up and down, motherfuckers (Yeah, nigga) North to south, motherfuckers (Yeah, nigga) (Yeah, nigga, yeah, nigga) If you like my style, motherfuckers (Yeah, nigga) Get wild, motherfuckers (Yeah, nigga) (Yeah, nigga, yeah, nigga) It's all about right now, motherfuckers (Yeah, nigga) We some wild motherfuckers (Yeah, nigga) [Verse 4: Treach] Comin' 'round the corner, dirty Jersey, South crunk, wild up Beatin' a hole in your trunkm, so motherfuckers, bounce, what Ground up, down up, pop, pop, Illtown nuts Get sucked 'til they jump — that's just what them bitches want Honey, check my diction, see, I need a little friction And some pumpin' that I'm missin' it, it's your function that I'm fixin' ATL's mythology, soul so so psychology Impeccable and sexual, we wild motherfuckers [Verse 5: Vin Rock, Vin Rock & Lil Jon] You're still chillin' with a titty-feelin' villain I bet your bottom dollar that this shit makes us a killin' Willin', I be the don with the illy flow Step to me, not really, though Nigga, that's your video? She been a Uncle Vinny ho Chilly on the side of me, 'cceptin' no apologies Fuck you in your Wallabees, settin' off the wild in me ATL to Jersey, what others'll soon discover Dingy, dirty brothers, A.K.A. wild motherfuckers [Chorus: Treach, Lil Jon] (Yeah, nigga, yeah, nigga) It's all about right now, motherfuckers (Yeah, nigga) We some wild motherfuckers (Yeah, nigga) (Yeah, nigga, yeah, nigga) Look a nigga up and down, motherfuckers (Yeah, nigga) North to south, motherfuckers (Yeah, nigga) (Yeah, nigga, yeah, nigga) If you like my style, motherfuckers (Yeah, nigga) Get wild, motherfuckers (Yeah, nigga) (Yeah, nigga, yeah, nigga) It's all about right now, motherfuckers (Yeah, nigga) We some wild motherfuckers (Yeah, nigga)