[Verse 1: Hit-Boy] Where 1 Oak at? Where Darby at? If you at Greystone gettin’ your drink on, tell ‘em to run this back Put your hands up in the air, got the call from Will.I.Am Now it’s Hit-Boy on a hit boy You turned up and I’mma bring the action
[Bridge: Britney Spears & (Diddy)] When you hear this in the club You’re gonna turn-turn it up (turn up bitch) (x3) When we up in the club All eyes on us (turn up bitch) (x3) See the boys in the club They watching us (x3) Everybody in the club All eyes on us (x3)
[Hook:] I wanna scream and shout, and let it all out And scream and shout, and let it out We saying: “oh wee, oh wee, oh wee, oh” We saying: “oh wee, oh wee, oh wee, oh” I wanna scream and shout, and let it all out And scream and shout, and let it out We saying: “oh wee, oh wee, oh wee, oh” You are now, now rocking with Will.I.Am and Britney bitch
[Verse 2: Will.i.am] It’s rock and roll, roll Whole world know my shit everywhere I go Whole world bang this song ‘cause it’s cold Ah, shit, I think that girl ready to go off But she want a photo – so I took a photo Yeah, I took a picture with a IAm Foto Sosho Yeah, you got a cold chick, but I got a colder ho But she don’t really know shit, so I gotta show the ho Hide your paper, yeah I’m stackin’ paper Money to the ceiling, now I need a skyscraper You are now, now rockin’ with You are now, now rockin’ with Will.I.Am and Britney, bitch Waka Flocka Flame, Lil’ Wayne, Hit-Boy, Diddy, bitch
[Bridge: Will.I.Am]
[Diddy] Motherfuckers I said put your hands up Turn the fuck up right motherfuckin’ now
[Verse 3: Wack Flocka Flame] Oh, it’s time to party Oh, it’s time to party Smokin’, drinkin’, no passin’ out YOLO, I’mma shout it out We party hard, we yell it out Disrespect me, knock him out Crack a smile, Pacquiao Fuck the VIP, I’m in the crowd Me and Britney, we actin’ wild It’s Waka Flame, you know my style This little chain like 40 thou All eyes on me, thugged out Pop a bean, that’s the old me Molly’s here, we don’t fight fair My buzz big, like Lightyear You ain't real, shorty, you can’t stand here Friends, fans and family here Outfit real, live with no fear Turn the club into a mosh pit Spend 20 bands, do a back flip Girl, drop it low, shake that My wrists rocky like A$AP This a G mix and I laced that
[Bridge: Britney Spears & (Diddy)]
[Hook: Will.I.Am & Britney Spears]
[Verse 4: Lil Wayne] Hi! I’m Tunechi – I give the girls my room key Money can’t buy you love, so I don’t pay for no pussy I don’t pay these haters no mind – so fuckin’ call me cheap I grab life by the horns, and that bitch went “beep-beep” I swear right now I feel like ‘Pac – ‘cause all eyes on me And I don’t mean to throw no salt but these niggas small fries to me And my bitch bad like Britney, but I wish I had Britney She remind me of my jeep, but I got a bad memory And I’m feelin’ good, I’m lookin’ good, I’m smokin’ good, I’m sippin’ These hoes think they classy? Well that’s the class I’m skippin’ Got a party in my bedroom, that’s a party she ain’t missin’ I brought her by Will.i.am, but she kept callin’ him William Only God can judge me, case closed I got more hoes than Drake shows I got this shit on lock, no escapin’ doors And I’ll make that bitch scream, and shout, and let it all out I’ll put it in her backyard like a fuckin’ doghouse – Tunechi!
[Hook: Will.I.Am, Britney Spears & (Lil Wayne)] Scream and shout, and let it all out (yeah, yeah) And scream and shout, and let it out (yeah) We saying: “oh wee, oh wee, oh wee, oh” We saying: “oh wee, oh wee, oh wee, oh” I wanna scream and shout, and let it all out And scream and shout, and let it out We saying: “oh wee, oh wee, oh wee, oh” You are now, now rocking with Will.I.Am and Britney bitch