Cyba Slam fif world dance party (Uppa echelon dance remix)

Lyrics

[Intro: David Kaplan, Yo Chill, Chip Skylark] If you knew somebody, you'd get in the door, you give the doorman some blow. Next thing you know you're in the after hours, next thing you know you got the models, you chillin'. But you know what, at the end of the day you ain't shit. Nobody ain't' shit. Motherfuckers is droppin' dead. Liver transplant, fucking pancreatic problems. We all going. It's just when Fasho Fasho doe, fasho doe (Shit) Just pulled up in the party with Chill (What's up? Let's get it! Let's go!) [Verse 1: Chip Skylark] I pulled up on her Left in a dark alley Smoove, smoove operator Dip, dip, you die, docta Who gone help? I pull up with more shocka than Silkk I pull up with My dog Chilly, make the party freeze Who is he? Yeah, Skylark be Way above the clouds Stompin' on ya clout Who the fuck is he? Who the fuck is he now? [Bridge: Chip Skylark and Yo Chill] Gonna reappear Shit Slam Supa verses from Chill and Chip (Get down on the floor, gonna hear that mo') Who is that kid in the mist? [Verse 2: Yo Chill] Fuck the world Fuck your girl I don't give a fuck about that shit Pulled up! No whip! Take the subway, rock a fresh ass fit Fuck death, that's lit I be no dead Do the fucking math, bitch I just not said Speakin' no English Bitch, I do this, jefe Can't stomp on me, bitch 'Cause I'm a zombie Yeah, son No one can rob me 'Cause I ain't got shit Bitch, what you want son? Gave him a quarter And a dimo Thirty-five cents but that can't cop lean doe [Verse 3: Chip Skylark and Yo Chill] Fuck, still cold, so cold You might need a South Pole (Chillin') North Face No face, no case I pull up in that bank Big bank, lil bank Gotta take what I need Fuck what you want Chill in this bitch, said ridin' big foreign Fuck what you like Bitch, this that funk ECW in the back of your trunk [Refrain: Chip Skylark and Yo Chill] Say slam That cyber slam (Super verses) That cyber slam (Super verses) That cyber slam (Super verses) Super verses [Verse 4: Yo Chill and Chip Skylark] Now, baby, get down To the dance floor I need five dollars I need four more Now got nine dollars On my body I don't give a fuck Saddam, I shot 'em Yeah, bitch, I'm on it Yeah, bitch, I'm zonin' Bitch, I do this shit, six in the morning (Yo Chill!) I'm on the floor Doin' this dance Baby, shake yo ass Baby, shake yo ass Yo Chill! (Yeah) [Outro: David Kaplan] And walk around with your eyes bulging out at 16 motherfuckin years old thinking like "Fuck this shit! I don't give a fuck about who the President, I don't even know who the President was. Fuck the President."