The song lyrics were written by the band Van Halen, as they were asked to write a song for the 1979 movie "Over the Edge" starring Matt Dillon. The movie (and the lyrics, although more obliquely) are about bored, rebellious youth with nothing better to do than get into trouble. If you see the movie, these lyrics will make more sense. It's a great movie if you grew up in the 70s/80s you'll definitely remember some of these characters from your own life. Fun fact, after writing the song, Van Halen decided not to let the movie use it.
Woo
When I walk up in the club, they be pushin'
Misdemeanor got that ice that keep'em lookin'
(Uh-huh)
Crop top, drop tops on my Phantom, mang.
They be trippin' and them haters just pussies.
(Woo)
Feelin' on me, feelin' on me like a pornstar,
I drive a fast car, still shave my chocha.
(Uh-huh)
Get the cash, get the cheddar, get the beans mean,
(Uhhh)
Ching-a-ling, bling bling, my money real green
[Chorus:]
Who that?
Who that?
Player better fall back,
St-step back, player better fall back.
Click-Clack, cock back
Semi-automatic track
Drink a lot of Similac,
Shorty better fall back.
(Woo)
I fall down, get up
Then I gotta dust it off
(Uh-huh)
(Say you got to dust it off?)
Yeah, I quickly dust it off.
I'm off the wall,
I do brawl, don't stall
Yes it's on,
Said it's on, I can't be cloned
You can call me Mike Jones.
305-212-804, My cell
(WOO)
Y'all must be dumb as hell
If y'all think that is my cell.
Hotel, motel, Holiday-
Don't play-
Round the way, OJ
Yeah, I'm so icey.
What them haters say?
Misdemeanor OK.
(Uh)
Call me foreplay,
Position more than 40 ways.
(Uh-huh)
Like a chocolate glaze,
I'm hotter than a summer day.
Stingray, Sugar Ray,
Knuckles all up in your face.
[Chorus]
I block-a block-a,
Straight jocker,
Matter fact, a face snapper.
Money stacker, no slacker,
Hit rapper, gun strapper.
I click, click
Hear my
Click-click.
Two snaps, you hit, then I
Click-click.
I make cash, pay them bills,
I pay them bills that buy new wheels.
I wear high heels,
I touch and feel,
Catch me in your man grill.
My record deal, my movie deal
Is super sick-sick.
I click-click, and if you doubt me then I
Click - click.
Smack them boys,
I will destroy
Hit, hit, straight down and
Split-split ya boy.
I kick-kick like Karate flick-flicks
You get your ass bit,
Don't make me have to-
Click-click
[Chorus]
When I walk up in the club, they be pushin'
Misdemeanor got that ice that keep'em lookin'
(Uh-huh)
Crop top, drop tops on my Phantom, mang.
They be trippin' and them haters just pussies.
(Woo)
Feelin' on me, feelin' on me like a pornstar,
I drive a fast car, still shave my chocha.
(Uh-huh)
Get the cash, get the cheddar, get the beans mean,
(Uhhh)
Ching-a-ling, bling bling, my money real green
[Chorus:]
Who that?
Who that?
Player better fall back,
St-step back, player better fall back.
Click-Clack, cock back
Semi-automatic track
Drink a lot of Similac,
Shorty better fall back.
(Woo)
I fall down, get up
Then I gotta dust it off
(Uh-huh)
(Say you got to dust it off?)
Yeah, I quickly dust it off.
I'm off the wall,
I do brawl, don't stall
Yes it's on,
Said it's on, I can't be cloned
You can call me Mike Jones.
305-212-804, My cell
(WOO)
Y'all must be dumb as hell
If y'all think that is my cell.
Hotel, motel, Holiday-
Don't play-
Round the way, OJ
Yeah, I'm so icey.
What them haters say?
Misdemeanor OK.
(Uh)
Call me foreplay,
Position more than 40 ways.
(Uh-huh)
Like a chocolate glaze,
I'm hotter than a summer day.
Stingray, Sugar Ray,
Knuckles all up in your face.
[Chorus]
I block-a block-a,
Straight jocker,
Matter fact, a face snapper.
Money stacker, no slacker,
Hit rapper, gun strapper.
I click, click
Hear my
Click-click.
Two snaps, you hit, then I
Click-click.
I make cash, pay them bills,
I pay them bills that buy new wheels.
I wear high heels,
I touch and feel,
Catch me in your man grill.
My record deal, my movie deal
Is super sick-sick.
I click-click, and if you doubt me then I
Click - click.
Smack them boys,
I will destroy
Hit, hit, straight down and
Split-split ya boy.
I kick-kick like Karate flick-flicks
You get your ass bit,
Don't make me have to-
Click-click
[Chorus]
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