ترانه:
B Jon All For You

all for you For what you do To have your way Baby baby Just say the words I'll be right there For you now babe Chorus This is all for you For what you

you just give & take get what you can it's all that you can do Just give & take don't take too much give & take you

bottle poppin' all night long What we smoke? That gush Presidential shit George Bush How we do it? Like this Get crunk, b-b-bent Sixteen, I'ma give it to you

name-dropper reachin' for help So I ain't gotta say a word, pimp you beatin' ya'self You gon' get what you deserve for disrespectin' the game Any nigga

'all want my cutlass, now, I just want yo bread Sport a lil platinum B-C and B-B I'm thug nigga and you know this to the B Don't hate the, the playa

is wrong with you? Fuck that it's not a game Yo, you ain't gotta be rhythming for niggas like that Man fuck them niggas B, yo, you know what you do What

Petey for my niggaz? Showin' niggaz love, raise up, motherfucker You need to be reachin' down Pullin' yo goddamn shirt up, that's love Wherever you live, wherever you from, wherever you

C'mon Lil' Jon, C'mon, C'mon [Lil' Jon] M.O.P MOTHERFUCKERS! Lil' Jon, Eastside Boyz Bitch! [Chorus x2] [M.O.P (Lil' Jon)] (My Nigga!) You send em will

Working hard on this motherfucking album [Background vocals from Lil' Jon & Big Sam come in] What up B-leech, goddamn Sleet as usual in the motherfucking studio Kit, all