[Intro]
Woooh
Yee-Haw!
What the hell is a yee-haw? (Well...)
That`s that country shit
Yeah, May, Blu, crazy cat (wheww) yeah
Bob Marley (whewww), hey Mill
That`s that country shit..
[Verse: Lady May]
Round up, round up, yeah
You know what we came to do
Dance floor bootylicious
Party with May and Blu
Hot tamales we bum rush the parties
In Denali`s, goin to parties in drop-top Ferrari`s
Fingernails, toenails, hair and makeup
Studded up my ear with a pair from Jacob`s
New faced, dudes chase, mommie lookin` too laced
Honey`s iced feelin` like they killin` with the screw face
Me and my crew stay loose off that great goose
Order bottles of Velvi with cranberry and grapefruit
Where`s the sex kitten? (grrr)
Start chillin` with stars
And fuck the bars puffin` cigars
[Verse: Blu Cantrell)
12 in the afternoon
Runnin` kinda late I can`t wait for you
Gotta have my hair done and my nail done, too
Just like every other girl plans to do (dontcha, dontcha, dontcha know)
If you wanna ride it`s ok
Keep in mind that I don`t have all day
Gotta hurry up before the night slips away
Dontcha, dontcha, dontcha know...
[Chorus: Lady May and Blu Cantrell]
Round everybody up
Hit the club and tear it down
If you`re up against the wall, then you`re in the wrong place
Dating players not allowed
Everybody up in the crowd (dontcha, dontcha, dontcha know)
Don`t hesitate come follow me now
Let me hear you all say!
Wha, wha, wha, wha, what, what, what – round up, round up
[*in background] Oh, oh, oh, oh ,oh
Let me hear you all say!
Wha, wha, wha, wha, what, what, what – round up, round up
[*in background] Oh, oh, oh, oh ,oh
Dontcha, dontcha, dontcha know
[Verse: Lady May]
You see my, clique
We be in the party like it`s our shit
Can`t nobody tell us that we not it
VIP tables, minks and stables, rings in navels
You know we got that long cash
Smellin` like money when I walk past
You know I`m in a hurry; talk fast
Pimps and players, players and pimps
Diamonds and links, buyin` me drinks, boy you think
You know my steezy, pimpin` ain`t easy
You know how many cats wanna get with May Wheezy
The most glamorous, I`m not your average
So if I holla, holla back youngin` like Fabolous
[Verse: Blu Cantrell]
We can put our makeup on in the car
So we can dip on this journey of ours
Call my homies just to see where they are
And know that rollin` out (dontcha, dontcha, dontcha know)
You know so
[Chorus]
[Verse: Lady May and Blu Cntrell]
HEY YOU!!!
Whatchu standin` on the wall for?
Know you wanna get on the floor stop actin` hard-core
Standup, yeah, keep them hands
Get it crunk up in the club like `uh huh, uh huh, uh-huh`
That`s why they boys, they boys they love me, love me
I meet `em, greet `em, tease `em, May wheeze `em
I got them beggin` for that oochie wally, wally
Ooh, she`s a hottie, hottie
Dontcha, dontcha, dontcha know
Wit that 5`6 frame, off the chain
It`s in the fast lane, came to switch up the game
(switchin` the game)
From the Dirty South to NY, we be doin` our thing, baby
Goodbye for now (don`t you know?)
Till we see you again
[Chorus] (2x)
[Outro]
Yee-Haw!
What the hell is a hee-haw?
