LMFAO FT. BUSTA THYMES - TAKE IT TO THE HOLE SONG LYRICS
Party rock! Take it to the hole, yeah, yeah, yeah like that
Redfoo, reddoo with the bie back, yeah~ Turn it up, turn it up!
Take it to the hole, take, take it to the hole (x6 times)
I take it to the hole, it's Redfoo I'm aggressive
Four moves ahead, wrong dude to play chess with
I roll with the best click flow so impressive
Shots automatic, better get you a vest quick
(He's heating up!) Could have guessed it
They all compete and they all get bested
Why try to test it, just how I test it
Spit so clean that's why I dress so fresh, kid
You see that girl over there she big chested
Let's start my motor boat, face nested
When I do that, she screams all festive
When you do that, she screams, "I'm molested!"
Now you are arrested, While we're in the club being most requested
Step up now to be the next contestant
To go down town and to see what I'm blessed with
Take it to the hole, take, take it to the hole (x3 times) I beat it up
Take it to the hole, take, take it to the hole (x3 times) I beat it up
Yo, give me the rock, I'm gonna rain in 3-point range
Whether you like it or not LMFAO, we makin' the shots
And that's burning cause my hand is hot
Your team is just like a Sabre shot, we be eating them up
... we be beating them up Halftime, we be sweepin' them up
On the court, I be working them up, There's no such thing as d-ing me up
Shot clock, three seconds left, I'm just gettin' started,
And you seem out of breath
I juke right, fake to the left, pop, shot, count it, all night
I'm gettin' threes like I'm shootin' the breeze
I think I might just top the team, Cause I've got the green
That's how I play in the league
And now I'm gonna be MVP, Sky Blu baby
Party people, party people, party people
Get your hands up, get your hands up, get your hands up,
Do my ladies run this party? (Hell yeah!)
Or do my fella's run this party? (Hell yeah!)
I said do my ladies run this party? (Hell yeah!)
Or do my fella's run this party? (Hell yeah!)
Take it to the hole, take, take it to the hole (x3 times) I beat it up
Take it to the hole, take, take it to the hole (x3 times) I beat it up
Yo, every single thing I spit on you know what it scorch
With some of my diamond shit on, you know who the boss
Peep the way I style on them all day make way
Put a smile for the women unless they know I don't play
People movin when I wake up and possessin' the best shit
Always the first to do with introducing the next shit
Some talk and ain't even put they neck down yet
To tell the truth a lot of niggas need a background check, yo
Could give a fuck about your cute buzz
I return in case you may know who the truth was
And when others sound trash and you ain't saying nothin'
I'm in a club bottle-sippin' and the bitches is jumpin'
When we step up in the buildin' and you see how we get it
And watch all of my niggas... 'till you know how we did it
Throw it all up in the street just see the kid on a roll
And let me bang with this shawty when I take it to the hole
Take it to the hole, take, take it to the hole (x3 times) I beat it up
Take it to the hole, take, take it to the hole (x3 times) I beat it up