(Chorus)   All night everyday      You can have it your way baby      All night everyday      I can give you whatchu need      All night everyday      Beats keep bumpin' 'round my way      All night everyday      Body needs my super cream      Get me paid, get sprayed, hang wit' homies that's made   Come through ya town, put it down like a parade   See I come from Detroit and it's all about Dylan   When I Black Jack five dollas stacked to the ceiling   In my V12 'Boomin' Words' straight from Hell   Blaze green all day, tell me what do ya smell   Bump the beat up in city heat, double-oh-7   East side I ride, AK-47   You can get a lap dance for less than 20 dollas   Playas in my city known for poppin' they collas   The styles that you runnin' 'round wit' is ours   You and them 'Shady' suckas is nothin' but cowards   Bang ya brains in the dirt, make ya go bezerk   If you rap wit' Emily, your ass gon' get murk   I'm the E to the S to the H-A-M   If I wasn't then why would I say I am   Pull a jack, sell a sack 'cuz the babies need similac   You remember that rollin' in a Cadillac   You wanna' battle rap, I swing the battle axe   Chop ya head off until Hailey go tattle that (da-da)      (Chorus)      All night everyday you can have it ya way   I gotta clock my pay from Detroit to LA      Ok, it's Heather Hunter not the 'Number 1 Stunna'   In the Collady Fair, fast as the Road Runna   The bitches they speak about, the freak of the week no doubt   Ya man was late for dinner 'cuz he was eatin' me out   I get it on like that 'cuz I was born like that   Ya man jacked off to my porn in fact   'Cuz it's too hard to mack me   I be 'Cummin' on America' 'Action and Jack me'    Cream on, Heather Hunter, twice as nice   Screw the right thing and watch the ice bling   So tell me how you want it, push or pull   2Pac was ridin' me on a mechanical bull   It's all I think about, when I be puffin' on a blunt   Plus I give head like a Shaolin Monk      (Chorus)      I used to pick up a pan    My friend keep a CD in the van   People to win you can   NATAS back now, suckas don't slack now   No time to act now, me on the East Side   Rollin' the E ride, girls can come slide   Into the dark room, emotional heart room   Bass can bang-boom, X and mushrooms   Hotels paid for, freakin' in all the rooms   Girls, booties get live tonight, spread the lap dance   Y'all get high tonight, ladies in love   On my jock, and cry tonight, suckas say 'Why tonight'   Pick up the hotline, baby, you think ya fine   I'll putcha first if ya wanna be the girl of mine   Wine and dine, puffin' chronic, crime   Move ya curse, grab ya purse   Me and E shootin' fireworks   Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-fireworks      (Chorus)