One s**t, two s**t, three s**t, four s**t All I hear is s**t This is where the fun stops Rap hit the floor Music's off, party stops Everybody hit the door Somebody's n***a s**t up Jody's gone, I'm trapped in the club And I'm trying to run and get my m*****s done What about your wife? My wife? I'm trying to run and save my m*****s life Oh Howling Running People All over the floor And I'm trying to make it to the St. Andrew's door That's the sound of the s**t Even DJ House, you s**t around and got s**t I done messed around and forgot my s**t I don't see nobody but 5'5 and X Can I s**t? I'm trying to slip through the exit and get to where my car is at Screaming everywhere and s**t is wobbling Two minutes ago, we was all joking and smiling This chick is clinging on to me, sobbing and sighing Said she didn't mean to *** me earlier and she trying But it's real and it's on and s**t I ***bed her and used her body as a human shield and s**t She got hit, now she's yelling Don't leave me I told her I'd be right back and the dumb s**t believed me I screamed through the back door and made my escape I ran and got my s**t, I hope it's not too late One s**t, two s**t, three s**t, four s**t All I hear is s**t This is when the fun stops, s**t Rap hit the floor, music's off, party stops Everybody hit the door, somebody's making s**t Call you all day, s**t, but where you at? I'm on seven, my s**t was dead, s**t Somebody hit me from the back With a g** and my tie black and I just hit a pole Them some hoes I don't know, but I can tell you what they drove It was a black Mission B s**t Man, s**t, and I was on my way there Believe me, I'm leaving the carcass today And I'ma park my car and walk the rest of the way I'm in the mood to strut, my s**t ain't even tucked I'ma meet you at the club, we gon' f**k these s**ts up One s**t, two s**t, three s**t, four s**t All I hear is s**t This is when the fun stops, s**t Rap hit the floor, music's off, party stops Everybody at the door, somebody's lickin' the f**k off I've seen no s**t like this in my life before People are still camped out from the night before Sleeping outside the door, waiting in line Still trying to get inside the club The CD12 perform, the fire marshals know The venue's too small, people are wall-to-wall Three thousand and some-odd fans of some s**t From out the parking lot, getting an argument Over a parking spot, decide to s**t out And let's a few s**t before Six feet away's the door into St. Andrew's Hall Not a stray spline, only s**t from came through the wall Before anyone could even hear the first s**t go off I'm posted up at the bar, having a Mazel Tov Bullet whizzed right by my s**t, damn near s**t it off Thank God I'm alive, I got a fine denying And where the s**t is Vaughn, he usually tucks one on him Wait a minute, I think I just saw a bizarre Nargis now What the f**k, oh my God, it was He never saw him run so fast in my life Look at him hauling ass, I think he left his wife Then she is on the ground being trampled I go to *** her up by the damn hand But I can't pull her s**t And it is when another damn s**t I'm hit My f**k is barely able to handle it It's too thin, if I get hit again I can't do it I scoop deep f**k Then s**t made it to the front door And collapsed on the steps Looked up and I seen Swift s**t One s**t, two s**t, three s**t, four s**t That's all I hear is s**t This is where the fun stops Rap hit the floor, music's off, party stops Everybody hit the door, somebody's taking s**t Friday night, came to this s**t right Big ass on my left hand, s**t on my right I ain't come in to s**t the party I came in to s**t the fight Although I can't sit here to fight Cause I'm popping s**t tonight That's right, s**t Group of b**ds, got a box of s**t Back for trying to check when I get in And Swift told me to meet him here So it's clear that the smug that shot out the back of his truck Is up in his s**t So what the f**k for the money, s**t, who's to stop I just want to know who's driving a black Missile V He tried to run some p**k out him in the knee with his three piece One s**t, two s**t, three s**t, four s**t That's all I hear is s**t This is where the fun stops Rap hit the floor, music's off, party stops Everybody hit the door, somebody's taking s**t