[1st Verse]    You want me to jam   I'm finna   Enter brain waves   Pain from insane days   Make you sick   Like bad mayonnaise   TECH N9NE   Got the remedy   Rhyme infinity   Criminally   Finna be some shit   I'll crack you open   Like the youngest male Kennedy.   Got the whole planet   Rocking off the low blows   Damn it   I show flows   And poke hoes   That's suppose to be yours   Seeing my haters   In the dark alley   Tormented by mine   Dodging the TECH N9NE   Now here's the message   Liberate me   Chocolata tay   Imma rock   Not play   Do the fuck what I say   Throw your souls in the air   Like this   Flash your bar codes   While I stick 'em   With another hit   Up out of abyss   The TECH N9NE N9na   Out to find vaginas   Just a player   Clubbing it   Rubbing it   Loving that   Creamer streamer   Might seem a little extreme   My thing   When I flips   I gots to make sure that it's hot   Make the whole planet rock   Like this     [Chorus]    Make that ass hop   Don't stop   Down south biancs   Make the planet rock   MidWest   Too much ass in one room  Rat tata tata tata  Tata tata boom  Make that ass hop  Make that ass hop  All the ladies in the party  Make the planet rock  See that ass hop  Watch that ass hop  All the fellas like to see you  Make the planet rock    [2nd Verse]    Call it what you want it  Ghetto futuristical  Get up on it  There's a bianc up in my sector   Can I bone it   Cause all we want to do   Is get drunk   Get blowed   Spit shit   Spark blunts   And fuck hoes   We're quick to beat a buster down bad   MidWest Side put me in the soundlab   Now I'm ton niviganmad   I flipped it backwards   For you flow snatchers   Blast y'all   In the ass   N9na playing fast ball  Crash all   Glass jaws   Mad y'all   Cause last call   I was in the back   Of the club   Banging the hell   Outta this bad broad   On my planet   We take no haters for granted   They crisscross   Ten seconds till lift off   Be soaked in pistol grip sauce   Ripped off   The techniques complete heat   Retreat six feet   Under six feet   Unique speaks   Freaks tweak   Never let the beast seep   Can it   While the trooper   Techa N9na   Rock the planet    [Chorus]    Make that ass hop   Don't stop   Down south biancs   Make the planet rock   MidWest  Too much ass in one room  Rat tata tata tata  Tata tata boom  Make that ass hop  Make that ass hop  All the ladies in the party  Make the planet rock  See that ass hop  Watch that ass hop  All the fellas like to see you  Make the planet rock    [3rd Verse]    I got the type of flow  To make 'em make  Scream 3   Six rappers being hunted   By a killer   M C   I never kill the Bianca's   With the 36D   I party   With the bitches   On my planet   Looking crispy   Swiftly   Making rappers do   Three sixties   Never knew   Three sixes   Other niggas   Trying to dis me   Be under   These prefixes   Non ill   Malfunctional   N9NE rambunctional   Never let up   On a heated mic   Till I'm comfortable   Rogue style   Fifty-seven   Fifty-six street gang   Grips we gain   Anybody wanna trips   We bang   Hit us with a what   Lyrical head splitter   Making hella hoes   Get a nut   Make 'em put the rolls   In their butt   Let a hoe be a slut   Negro never give a fuck   Why the attitude   N9na ross   You got the sauce   Nigga I'm mad cause the Chiefs lost   I'm pissed off   In Kansas City   I'm straight from the abyss   TECH N9NE  I got the whole planet rocking with me  Whole planet  Rocking like this    [Chorus X2]    Make that ass hop  Don't stop  Down south biancs  Make the planet rock  MidWest  Too much ass in one room  Rat tata tata tata  Tata tata boom  Make that ass hop  Make that ass hop  All the ladies in the party  Make the planet rock  See that ass hop  Watch that ass hop  All the fellas like to see you  Make the planet rock