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Will Smith

Genres: Pop

Scream Lyrics - Will Smith

Yeah, yeah, hell, yeah 

 

Come on, so all you people on the left 

Are you ready to rock the house? 

People on the right, are you ready to rock the house? 

People up front are you ready to rock the house? 

Man in the back are you ready to rock the house? 

 

We'll say, Ho, ho 

Say, Ho ho, ho ho 

Say, Ho ho ho, ho ho ho 

Now scream 

 

Mic check, are you ready yet? We'll get set 

'Cause I'm about to jet like a corvette 

With the quickness snap it like a whip 

It's a sickness that's making my rhymes rip 

 

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Peddle to the metal, 94 octane 

Flow like the rain and I aim to entertain 

Like it or not FP won't stop 

Because I'm the cream of the crop, so hot 

 

Up and down they go just watch them 

Up and down they go, jump, jump 

And as they go well, I'm a show 

Them that I can flow but homie should I stop though? 

Hell, no 

 

But no wait, until the end I 

Kick the volume pump the adrenaline I 

Watch the crowd sway, every time we play 

Each and every day, we make the crowd say 

 

Ho, ho 

Say, Ho ho, ho ho 

Say, Ho ho ho, ho ho ho 

Now scream 

 

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Once again I'm in the house 

When I be rippin' it, the crowd be kickin' it 

This boy's bad with a pen and a pad 

Records selling like mad, people thought it was a fad 

 

'Cause back in the day some folks weren't with it 

What's this rap thing? They just ain't get it 

They didn't understand, they didn't quite see 

It's all about adrenaline, straight up energy 

 

So everybody say, Hey, hey 

So everybody say, Hey, hey 

I wanna rip it J, well, homier go ahead, man 

I wanna rip it J, well homie go ahead, yeah 

 

Yo a super dooper, party trooper 

Ever been a party pooper 

Heart breakin', money makin' 

Man, they get them parties shakin' 

 

Music pumpin', crowd is jumpin 

Giving people what they want 

And always rhymin' all the time and check it 

Yo and now 

 

I wanted to make up a record that 

I could just rock at the zap of the time 

I wanted to make it so funky that 

It would just stick in the back of your mind 

I wanted it simple so people could sing it 

And dance while their bopping their heads 

 

So gimme the, gimme the, gimme the , gimme the, yeah 

That's the way I like it, yeah, let it go, yo 

The boys are all pro, so get on the floor right now 

And let me hear you say 

 

Ho ho 

Say, Ho ho, ho ho 

Say, Ho ho ho, ho ho ho 

Now scream 

 

Come on all the ladies in the house 

All the pretty young ladies in the house 

Well, let me hear you say, come on say 

Homeboys make some noise 

 

Let me hear you say, Yeah, yeah 

Say, Hell yeah, hell yeah 

Now scream 

 

For years they been tryin' to figure out how to stop the prince 

They say that, I'm conceited but I'm not its just confidence 

Rougher than an outlaw, quicker than the flash 

For records to movie to TV, I'm grabbing cash and I'm dashing 

 

The P R I N C E with the fresh on the front 

And I'm a give you what you want 

Step on stage and just rip it as I laugh 

Tear down the house leaving lookin' like back draft 

 

All night I'm on the flow on and I'm a go on 

On the stage in a rage, I'm a flow on 

You read the billboard then I'm sure that you know 

The riggidy riggidy rhymes are riggidy rhyme and climb to uno 

 

Yo, dont dont dont, Jeff, will we be taking out? No, no, no 

The only other crew that play the way that we play and all day 

Everyday, we play to make the crowd say 

 

Ho ho 

Say, Ho ho, ho ho 

Lemme hear you say, Ho ho ho, ho ho ho 

Now Scream 

 

Come on, say, Ho ho 

Come on, say, Ho ho, ho ho 

One more time say, Ho ho, ho ho 

Now scream 

 

It's hot y'all, you dont stop y'all 

I keep on till the break of dawn 

It's like a little boy blue blowing on his horn 

It's like a daylight dance marathon 

 

It's like a grasshopper hopping on the morning lawn 

And you know, it's got to be, you know, it's got to be 

You know, it's really, really, got to be 

Now you know, it's got to be on, yeah 

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