歌词
Boun-chi-ching Boun-chi-ching Boun-ching
Boun-chi-ching Boun-chi-ching Boun-ching
Boun-chi-ching Boun-chi-ching Boun-ching
Keep your hands ovah ya head
Keep your hands ovah ya head
Keep your hands ovah ya head
Keep your hands ovah ya head
Keep your hands ovah ya head
Keep your hands ovah ya head
Keep your hands ovah ya head
Keep your hands ovah ya head
When I go in, I go in like I go in
I see smoke and I might go in
I go in like a bat go in
I go in like I might go Jim
Might go Jim or I might go slim
I go in like text messages
And data on a micro sim
I go in like oxygen
Make them seem like oxy-ten
Bruce will-a need them vitamins
Come on man put up your life is in
Make sure know every baddest ting
Make sure know every baddest ting
Make sure know every baddest ting
Feel tis beat lemme hit you wit te hook here
We are te baddest tings alive
We are te baddest tings alive
We are te baddest tings alive
We are te baddest tings alive
Are you salt wit da sticky top
And den when we do we gonna rip it up
Are you salt wit da sticky top
And den when we do we gonna rip it up
Everyone do me a favor
Listen up to Nymz and Bunji
Garlin-n-party favor
Reach along every venue
Right around te equator
Run into your flesh
And shredin' it like alligatuhs
Yo, I don't care
I do dis like I don't care
I walk out like I don't fear
I kill hard and hide dos spare (none)
Keep it and I don't share
Might fling water, might fling beer
Den drive off in da nitro gear
Keep dos hands up in de air
Keep your hands ovah ya head
Keep your hands ovah ya head
Keep your hands ovah ya head
Keep your hands ovah ya head
Keep your hands...
ROCK IT!
Party Favor! Nymz!
Bunji Garlin, the Vikingzilla!
Round the equatuh
Every venue we must up and leave a cratuh.