Ready To Go Lyrics - Stampede Of The Disco Elephants - Limp Bizkit

They say that rock shit doesn't rock anymore 

They say that whole game done went pop so I'm back in this ho 

We drinking gin 'till we pass out and fall on the flo' 

Is that your bitch? Cause she told me she ready to go 

She ready to go, she ready to go 

Is that your bitch? Cause she told me she ready to go 

(Fred Durst) 

Back it's the motherfucking rock god 

I'm so poker-faced, ladies going Ga-Ga 

That's right it's Freddy D, the public enemy 

You know, the one to have Britney drop it to her knees (OOOOOOOH! ) 

I don't give a fuck, I probably never will 

Bitch get at me if that ass is like Jessica Biel's 

Who down with me tonight? You know I'll treat you right 

You shake for me until they turning on them ugly lights 

Throw them fingers up, and finger-fuck the sky 

She like the way we pump it, I call her pumpkin pie 

I ain't about to lie, I came up in it high 

You got a problem and I'll bust you in your fucking eye, player 

Baby you're a rockstar, I know who the fuck I am 

40 million records later, I am still the fucking man 

I came to rock, all she wanna do is roll 

Now she at my house sliding up and down that pole 

They say that rock shit doesn't rock anymore 

They say that whole game done went pop so I'm back in this ho 

We drinking gin 'till we pass out and fall on the flo' 

Is that your bitch? Cause she told me she ready to go 

She ready to go, she ready to go 

Is that your bitch? Cause she told me she ready to go 

(Lil Wayne) 

What the fuck is up? 

Fuck the world, bust a nut 

I'm on this and that, and such and such 

It's ashes to ashes, dust to dust, come on 

Rock! Rock, rock with a real nigga 

Everything I touch turn to gold, she a gold digger 

Shots! Shots, shots, have a lil liquor 

Got the bitch taking shots like Reggie Miller 

Uh, Lil Weezy in this bitch ho 

She want the green light-let the bitch go 

I go hard, I go nuts, I go schizo 

And now they wanna copy me like ten-fo' 

Uh, I can't stop, I won't stop 

I got the pistol on me, I guess I went pop 

Now I'm free-falling, yeah, head first 

Red hat to the back like Fred Durst 

They say that rock shit doesn't rock anymore 

They say that whole game done went pop so I'm back in this ho 

We drinking gin 'till we pass out and fall on the flo' 

Is that your bitch? Cause she told me she ready to go 

She ready to go, she ready to go 

Is that your bitch? Cause she told me she ready to go 

(Fred Durst) 

Lil Weezy that's my patna, we drinkin' Russian vodka 

Bout to take your bitch cause she ain't never fucked a rock star 

I'm a fucking outlaw, packing me a chainsaw 

I'm at the afterparty about to start another brawl 

I'm getting fucked up, so you can go to hell 

I'mma need a ride home, I know myself 

And you know I put it down like no one else 

I'm the champ bitch, I ain't gotta show the belt 

They say that rock shit doesn't rock anymore 

They say that whole game done went pop so I'm back in this ho 

We drinking gin 'till we pass out and fall on the flo' 

Is that your bitch? Cause she told me she ready to go 

She ready to go, she ready to go 

Is that your bitch? Cause she told me she ready to go