Artist: Lyrics Born Album: Same !@#$ Different Day Song: Hello (Remix) Typed by: kirenamloh@msn.com, LyricsBorn.com [Intro] HELLOOOOOOO-OOH-OHH! You know that's right - you know that's right! HELLOOOOOOO-OOH-OHH! You know that's right - you know that's right! [Lyrics Born] Now boing, boom, chaka, the voice that made your daughter Renounce material wealth and bounce with me, going topless in the baby blue catamaran, the chrome polished Like coins or silver dollars, my point ain't hard to swallow Like babies do mammary glands right after childbirth My plans are solid, just watch 'em happen all the sudden Imagine me behind the counter at McDonald's refillin fountain drinks Huh-uh! That's just a total waste of talent Now in my opinion which is humble indeed (deed) If you ain't gettin what you want, then baby bump it up a couple degrees Bringin the competition an army heat Wobbly knees, and just, all kinda grief Look, you want yo' party poppin? I got the most bombing-est songs Call me up, I'll get all those bargain shoppers out on the floor freakin it, doin the funky condom You know that's right, You know that's right, uh All right y'all! Get yo' ass out on the floor - you know what time it is! This is a Lyrics Born party, damn it~! I got my whole Quannum crew in the house tonight, y'all! We representin the whole, wide world! Puttin it down each and every single time! One life to live - you got to live it right, y'all! I need everybody out here, now! OHH! HELLOOOOOOO-OOH-OHH! HELLOOOOOOO-OOH-OHH! HELLOOOOOOO-OOH-OHH! HELLOOOOOOO-OOH-OHH! [Lyrics Born] Now good woman, grab yo' fellas, give his thumb a tug-tug Hug him up against your belly, give him rub-a-dub love Sudsin up the rubber duck, Wubba-Wump, and nudge-nudge Bubble-up and cuss-cuss, do that stomach crunch stuff Let these other hunch back couples go pack a lunch bag Shuffle downtown, flash a double-dutch bus pass Shit~! Ain't doin' nuthin' if we can't do it for fun Fuck that, that's a total waste of cabbage Now in my opin-i-on, which is really the only legitimately brill-i-ant opin-i-on, you can't be iffy with it C'mon now, do it like it's just been invented A-make it, a-make it, a-make it authentic Cash, class, panache, finesse, I'm havin this Talkin that trash venacular - you average! I'm a charismatic rap evangelist inside the tabernacle havin fits You shuttin down Babylon and havin kids Word is bond I'm talkin' crossin all states What I'm talkin bout you can't do with crossed legs The bomb shit of all it's called the love thang Give me every bit of that in bags with drawstrings, uh All right, y'all! This is y'all last chance! Some of y'all startin to piss me off! Y'all still ain't on the floor! What y'all think this is - the opera?! We only got one set of rules here and each one of 'em says that y'all got ta' have a good time! And I'ma stand on that 'til the day I die! One life to live and you got ta' live it right! OHH!! Now everybody in the place to be Put your hands in the air and repeat after me GOOD-BYEEEEEE-YYYEE! GOOD-BYEEEEEE-YYYEE! C'mon ya'll in the place to be Put your hands in the air - repeat after LB GOOD-BYEEEEEE-YYYEE! GOOD-BYEEEEEE-YYYEE!