Hey, na na na, hey, hey, na na na na, na I see not vitals on your E.K.G. Dead on the dance floor, we only Clap because we need more 3OH!3 Blowing out
na na hey hey na na na na na I see not vitals on your EKG Dead on the dance floor B.O.B Clap because we need more 3OH!3 Blowing out the speakers Blowing
na hey hey na na na na na I see not vitals on your EKG Dead on the dance floor B.O.B Clap because we need more 3OH!3 Blowing out the speakers Blowing
hard don't matter what the cops say [Pre-chorus] [Chorus] I see not vitals on your EKG Dead on the dance floor We only clap because we need more 3OH!3
na hey na na na hey hey na na na na na I see not vitals on your EKG Dead on the dance floor B.O.B Clap because we need more 3OH!3 Blowing out your speakers
it's of Heaven I swear that till I perish I keep these pussies in panic whaa [Chorus] [Verse 2 - Ace Hood] Now watch me move through the city, gutta be my religion Only vision
dem pistols, fiend to dip home, gettin shot gone, wit this next fall, with this next fall Tell me have you eva had this fellin, or ah vision, that you
drive around in gangsta whips you swear I'm bout to get into some gangsta shit Oh no here comes trouble, my vision is skewed I can only see in doubles
the spot Dissed by a nigga I admire (Sucka) Oh shit, hell no this can't be Who's this on the radio dissing me D O double G, P O U N D, shit scorcher
get did Burning incense, facing a murder sentence Under intent, for investigation for killing infants While I sit in padded rooms doing 'shrooms Having visions
Uhh, yeah, yeah (Oh my God) Uhh (He's back) Success (He's back) They love success (Where you been?) Right here baby Look in the mirror while I tell you
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 6, 6 Here comes the voodoo what'cha gone do when my crew Back from the dead once more again Fuckin' up the flow again, fuck it here
Even mama know Im the shit but shit Vamoose gotta go I visit Peru, just to canoe Witnesses vision is too, they Mr. Magoo Who, You, Me, Oh I'm Killa
But I'll come, I'm just back and they say I'm troublesome But I'm way more than some trouble, I'm double son If his name's Terminator, I'm other one (
Ha ha, you know what I'm sayin'? Oh, oh, oh Luke, I didn't forget about you, beatch! Really though, yo, Death Row's in the motherfuckin' house Running the 9-3
down, side to side, all around in and out, keep some extra bitches in the house My Thug Passion keeps the Thug Luv everlastin Double plastic for them double
