Will I Am - Scream & Shout Remix Lyrics
[Hook 1]When you hear this in the clubYou’re gonna turn this shit up (turn up *****)You’re gonna turn this shit up (turn up *****)You’re gonna turn this shit up (turn up *****)When we up in the club (turn up *****)All eyes on us (turn up)All eyes on us (let's rock)All eyes on us[Hook 2]I wanna scream and shout, and let it all outAnd scream and shout, and let it outWe saying, oh wee oh wee oh wee ohYou are now, now rocking withWill.I.Am and Britney, *****[Verse 1: Will.I.am]It’s rock and roll, rollWhole world know my shit everywhere I goWhole world bang this song ‘cause it’s coldAh, shit, I think that girl ready to go offBut she want a photo – so I took a photoYeah, I took a picture with an I'm photo socialYeah, you got a cold chick, but I got a colder hoeShe don’t really know shit, so I gotta show herHide your paper, yeah I’m stackin’ paperMoney to the ceiling, now I need a skyscraperYou are now, now rockin’ withWill.I.Am and Britney, *****Wack Flocka Flame, Lil’ Wayne, Hit-Boy, Diddy, *****[Hook 3]When you hear this in the clubJust put your hands upJust put your hands upJust put your hands upWhen we up in the club…[Verse 2: Diddy]Mother*****ersI said "put your hands up turn the***** up right mother*****ing now (oohhhh)[Verse 2: Wack Flocka Flame]Oh, it’s time to partyOh, it’s time to partySmokin’, drinkin’, no passin’ outYOLO, I’mma shout it outWe party hard, we yell it outDisrespect me, knock him outCrack a smile, Pacquiao***** the VIP, I’m in the crowdMe and Britney, we actin’ wildIt’s Waka Flame, you know my styleThis little chain like 40 thouAll eyes on me, look outPop a beam, that’s the old meMolly’s here, we don’t fight fairMy buzz big, like LightyearGet a grip, shorty, you can’t stand hereFriends, fans and family hereOutfit real, live with no fearTurn the club into a mosh pitSpend 20 bands, do a back flipGirl, drop it low, shake thatMy wrists rocky like A$APThis a G mix and I laced that[Hook 2][Verse 3: Lil’ Wayne]Hi! I’m Tunechi – I give the girls my room keyMoney can’t buy you love, so I don’t pay for no *****I don’t pay these haters no mind – don’t *****in’ call me cheapI grab life by the horns, and that ***** went “beep-beep”I swear right now I feel like ‘Pac – ‘cause all eyes on meAnd I don’t mean to throw no Sour D’s, lookin’ small fries to meAnd my ***** bad like Britney, but I wish I had BritneyShe remind me of my jeep, but I got a bad memoryAnd 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 WilliamOnly God can judge me, case closedI’ve got my hoes at Drake showsI got this shit on lock, no escapin’ thoseAnd I’ll make that ***** scream, and shout, and let it all outI’ll put it in her backyard like a *****in’ doghouse – Tunechi![Hook 4]I wanna 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 ohWe saying, oh wee oh wee oh wee oh[Hook 2]
