We gon' change things
Yea, Genesis niggas
We gotta introduce y'all to the motherfucker new millennium bounce
Yea, two-thousand and one hot shit hot shit c'mon
All my niggas in the place, all my bitches in the place
C'mon, c'mon, let's get to it
Let's get to it, let's get to it
All my niggas and my bitches let's get to it
New milleni-niggas bounce, new millennium bounce
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon

Hey yo it's colder than a motherfucker, who just let the hawk in?
Nigga guess who just walked in?
Lynch, most ? makes them other niggas sit upon the bench broke
Then I step up in a trench coat nigga
Got no time to be fucking with them wonderama niggas
Let me loosen up your bra-strap mama nigga
Listen up! Look how we be ripping up and got the party picking up
And got you niggas spitting up shit
No pain, nigga never no gain, nigga no strain
O.D. into my cocaine music
Spit that venom; pretty thick bitches walk by
If you let 'em pussy printing through they denim
Take her for a ride 'round the block, let her enjoy the whip
Drop her off, let her walk the strip
Ain't it funny how nature work?
Make bitches want to bounce on a nigga 'til they make it hurt, c'mon

Shake yo' shit until you make it hurt
Throw yo' pussy 'til you make it hurt
Pop that shit until you make it hurt
Bounce 'til you really want to make it hurt
Now bang yo' head until you make it hurt
C'mon, stomp yo' feet until we make it hurt
Pound that shit until we make it hurt
Until we make it hurt, now let's make it hurt

Are we ever gonna stop nigga? Heck no!
Shit now let me rip the motherfucker from the get-go, nigga
Let go 'fore you make a nigga want to let the tec blow
Bitches dancing like a step show, nigga
Violate nigga, you gets no love, ghetto
Only give a nigga show love ditto
Your clique too little, fuck giving niggas a riddle
Fuck around I turn your wife into a widow
Nitro nigga, make you want to wild on the floor
Like a bunch of little psycho niggas
Presto, shit we got a expo of bitches in here
Whyling like a bunch of lesbo bitches
The best show of bitches, so electro bitches, c'mon
Get on your mark, get ready set go bitches
Then we go and add a little propane to it
Then we send another whole flame through it
Clear everything in my path, before I split you in half
You wack nigga, better get you a staff
The freak bitches try to hit me with math
Brushing off wack niggas while them same bitches giving me ass, yo
Now let me give you more hot shit, just for the record
And make bitches want to get ass-naked, c'mon
Party 'til you want to lash out
Better yet, y'all niggas party 'til you motherfucking pass out!


C'mon! Throw yo' hands up high y'all
Light yo' L, get high y'all
Shit you can't deny y'all
Don't lie y'all, don't try y'all
All my niggas inside y'all
C'mon, let's start that shit y'all
C'mon, and you know we won't quit
Then bang niggas with hit after hit y'all, c'mon
In the meantime nigga just pass me the Henny, c'mon
Little Cris' and a bottle of the Remi
Write a bit and still sorting it out
Flipmode up in this motherfucker nigga, whatchu talkin about?
Hold up - a lot of people ain't compatible nigga
They be buggin on how a nigga spend capital nigga
Ain't it funny how nature work?
Hot shit'll make 'em bounce 'til she really want to make it hurt, c'mon

[Chorus: x2]

Lyrics submitted by spliphstar

Make It Hurt Lyrics as written by James Dewitt Yancey Trevor Smith

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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