Story Behind the Song
I wanted to make a beat that would push the envelope of what they will pump at clubs. We decided the lyrics should stay light hearted and ride the beat if it was to be a club thumper so this is what we came up with.
Lyrics
CHANT:
When the needle cuts the sound
Dallas lights dim down
They circle round round round
It’s the battle of boomtown
(repeat 1x)
CHORUS:
let me see yo crazy legs
(repeat 4x)
VERSE ONE:
MIKE SKILLZ:
ill-lits hit heads with the big beat classic
floors get worn by b boy addictS
fully automatic we’re firin’ off prose
five strobe light ho’s all grinding on polls
just 10 cadillacs lineD up at the doo
triple gold still spinnin’to the show we roll
to the Pimps in kango chicks show mangos
enter the Lits with a new club anthem
BEOWOLF:
bodies flare, Adidas in the air,
jump suits, b-girls, hair in pig tails,
belly buttons pierced, midriffs bear,
sippin’ Hennessey, while haters stare,
robo lights, color bright the night,
b-boys uprock, they don’t fight,
defy gravity, artistry on display,
while he’s cuttin’ up the record, hear the dj say:
VERSE TWO:
DVD:
Ill-Lits in the club
get you high like a dub
have you lookin for a trick to rub
baby girl look tight
dancin' in the strobe lite
I think you see where i'm comin from
Alize in the glass
As she shakin that ass
what's the name is what you wanna ask
b-boys start to clock
instead of pop n lock
but you can't stop the body rock
MIKE SKILLZ:
We unlock bombs, like Iraq’s guns
Bumpin’ my gums, to the riding bass drums
My lungs smoke funds, big blunts like thumbs
Bitch betta dodge, my ram one ton
Locked out tha game like a U.N. Inspecta
So damn insane, that I spit missles at ya
Ya’ll know my name and I haven’t even met ya
Rulin’ Dictator of this hip hop sector
VERSE THREE:
DVD:
D-V-D, I-triple L - I - T
thats my fuckin W-O-R-D
you can see, but you cant believe
I-L-L - L-I-T-E
R to the A to the T-E-S
Thats so so fresh
Like I'm so so def
blowin out yo ears, like you cant hear
the adrenaline flows, take away yo fears
BEOWOLF:
This beat’s absurd, what’s the word hummingbird,
Let me show you how we do it from the dirty third
From Texas we flex it,
but un-con-ven-tion-ally rep it,
Microphones we bless it,
Orig-in-ality we stress it,
finesse it, progress it,
come test it, we wreck it,
you bested, confess it
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