Scream And Shout Lyrics - Lil Wayne

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 

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 

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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 

Photos 

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) 

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 a IAm Foto Sosho 

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 

Will.I.Am and (Britney bitch) 

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

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 

Motherfuckers I said put your hands up 

Turn the fuck up right motherfuckin' now 

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, Pacquiao 

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, thugged out 

Pop a bean, that's the old me 

Molly's here, we don't fight fair 

My buzz big, like Lightyear 

You ain't real, 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, Flocka! 

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 

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) 

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 

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 salt but these niggas 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 got more hoes than Drake shows 

I got this shit on lock, no escape doors 

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! 

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) 

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