Britney Spears & Diddy & Hit-Boy & Lil Wayne & Waka Flocka Flame & Will.I.Am ☆ Scream & Shout

[Intro – Diddy]

It’s like shit is coming down from the motherfuckin’ heavens

It’s a new motherfuckin’ day

Get down or lay down

Ay yo, turn the fuck up

Ay yo, fuck sparklers

I wanna see flamethrowers in this motherfucker

This a Will.I.Am joint

Hit-Boy, Britney, Waka, Weezy

And they call me Diddy bitch

[Verse 1 – Hit Boy]

Where 1 Oak at? Where Darby at?

If you at Greystone gettin’ your drink on, tell ‘em to run this back

Put your hands up in the air, got the call from Will.I.Am

Now it’s Hit-Boy on a hit boy

You turned up and I’mma bring the action

[Bridge – Britney Spears & (Diddy)]

When you hear this in the club

You’re gonna turn-turn it up (turn up bitch)

You’re gonna turn-turn it up (turn up bitch)

You’re gonna turn-turn it up (turn up bitch)

When we up in the club

All eyes on us (turn up bitch)

All eyes on us (turn up)

All eyes on us (let’s rock)

See the boys in the club

They watching us

They watching us (you watching us)

They watching us

Everybody in the club

All eyes on us

All eyes on us (you watching us)

All eyes on us

[Hook – Will.I.Am & Britney Spears]

I wanna scream and shout, and let it all out

And scream and shout, and let it out

We saying: “oh wee, oh wee, oh wee, oh”

We saying: “oh wee, oh wee, oh wee, oh”

I wanna scream and shout, and let it all out

And scream and shout, and let it out

We saying: “oh wee, oh wee, oh wee, oh”

You are now, now rocking with

Will.I.Am and Britney bitch

[Verse 1: Will.I.Am]

It’s rock and roll, roll

Whole world know my shit everywhere I go

Whole world bang this song ‘cause it’s cold

Ah, shit, I think that girl ready to go off

But she want a photo – so I took a photo

Yeah, I took a picture with an I’m photo social

Yeah, you got a cold chick, but I got a colder ho

But she don’t really know shit, so I gotta show the ho

Hide your paper, yeah I’m stackin’ paper

Money to the ceiling, now I need a skyscraper

You are now, now rockin’ with

You are now, now rockin’ with

Will.I.Am and Britney, bitch

Waka Flocka Flame, Lil’ Wayne, Hit-Boy, Diddy, bitch

[Bridge – Will.I.Am]

When you hear this in the club

Just put your hands up

Just put your hands up

Just put your hands up

When we up in the club…

[Diddy]

Motherfuckers I said put your hands up

Turn the fuck up right motherfuckin’ now

[Verse 2: Wack Flocka Flame]

Oh, it’s time to party

Oh, it’s time to party

Smokin’, drinkin’, no passin’ out

YOLO, I’mma shout it out

We party hard, we yell it out

Disrespect me, knock him out

Crack a smile, happy hour

Fuck the VIP, I’m in the crowd

Me and Britney, we actin’ wild

It’s Waka Flame, you know my style

This little chain like 40 thou

All eyes on me, look out

Pop a bean, that’s the old me

Molly’s here, we don’t fight fair

My buzz big, like Lightyear

Get a grip, shorty, you can’t stand here

Friends, fans and family here

Outfit real, live with no fear

Turn the club into a mosh pit

Spend 20 bands, do a back flip

Girl, drop it low, shake that

My wrists rocky like A$AP

This a G mix and I laced that

[Bridge – Britney Spears & (Diddy)]

When you hear this in the club

You’re gonna turn-turn it up (turn up bitch)

You’re gonna turn-turn it up (turn up bitch)

You’re gonna turn-turn it up (turn up bitch)

When we up in the club

All eyes on us

All eyes on us

All eyes on us

[Hook – Will.I.Am & Britney Spears]

I wanna scream and shout, and let it all out

And scream and shout, and let it out

We saying: “oh wee, oh wee, oh wee, oh”

You are now, now rocking with

Will.I.Am and Britney bitch

[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]

Hi! I’m Tunechi – I give the girls my room key

Money can’t buy you love, so I don’t pay for no pussy

I don’t pay these haters no mind – so fuckin’ call me cheap

And I don’t mean to throw no salt, but dese niggas small fries to me

I grab life by the horns, and that bitch went “beep-beep”

I swear right now I feel like ‘Pac – ‘cause all eyes on me

And I don’t mean to throw no Sour D’s, lookin’ small fries to me

And my bitch bad like Britney, but I wish I had Britney

She remind me of my jeep, but I got a bad memory

And I’m feelin’ good, I’m lookin’ good, I’m smokin’ good, I’m sippin’

These hoes think they classy? Well that’s the class I’m skippin’

Got a party in my bedroom, that’s a party she ain’t missin’

I brought her by Will.i.am, but she kept callin’ him William

Only God can judge me, case closed

I’ve got my hoes at Drake shows

I got this shit on lock, no escapin’ those

And I’ll make that bitch scream, and shout, and let it all out

I’ll put it in her backyard like a fuckin’ doghouse – Tunechi!

[Hook – Will.I.Am, Britney Spears & (Lil Wayne)]

Scream and shout, and let it all out (yeah, yeah)

And scream and shout, and let it out (yeah)

We saying: “oh wee, oh wee, oh wee, oh”

We saying: “oh wee, oh wee, oh wee, oh”

I wanna scream and shout, and let it all out

And scream and shout, and let it out

We saying: “oh wee, oh wee, oh wee, oh”

You are now, now rocking with

Will.I.Am and Britney bitch

[Outro – Diddy]

Let’s go

This is the remix

This is a super black man remix

This is the remix

This is a super black man remix

This is a super black man remix

Yeah

And they call me Diddy bitch

Yeah

Scream and shout

And turn them all out

Yeah