Don't this shit make a n***a wana jump?
Bang this hot shit out ya trunk.
Mommy gone crazy, she propably drunk.
It´s ya boy in the club tryin´to have some fun.
Stunner Squad, hell yeah! You know who we are.
We don´t buy drinks, we buy the bar.
20 deep in the club, 5 in the car.
It´s not where you´re from, it´s where you are.
Now don´t this shit make the haters wanna stop
Hatin´for a minute, recognize that we got that fire
To heat ya motherf***ers up.
An this is why I´m, this is why I´m, this is why I´m hot!
So much ass, oh my god.
I feel like an asstronaut.
Ey yo party right here, you´re gonna dance or what?
Ey yo mr. dj turn it up!
Chorus
Don´t this shit make a ( ) wanna rock
Gold chains in a droptop, bangin´ round the block?
It´s the party shit - Busta in da mix.
Stunner Squad keeps it hot dawg, right around the clock, ya!
If ya not ready, I´ma bust through the courtain.
All ya not sure? Well, I´m certain.
Lazy ass motherf***er better start workin´.
And while ya ass workin´ I´ma snatch your girl.
3,4 or 5 of them -
I run game like Iverson.
I ain´t rock´n´roll, I roll the rocks.
I´m doin´my thang, so f**k the cops!
Now don´t this shit make MC´s wanna spit?
Sorry motherf***er I wrote this hit,
So write your own, don´t copy me.
You´re amateurs, I´m major league.
It´s the squad in the club,
Girls turn around.
Girls turn around,
We check ém out.
Yeah, she a freak whore,
Pull ya pants down.
You wanna see action?
Call ya friends now.
Chorus (x2)