Check It Out (Feat. Will.I.Am)

Step up in the party like my name was that bitch All these haters mad because I'm so established They know I'm a beast yeah, I'm a fucking fab bitch Haters, you can kill yourself In my space shuttle and I'm not coming down I'm stereo and she's just so monotone Sometimes it just me and all my bottles all alone I ain't coming back this time I can't believe it, it's so amazing This club is heating, this party's blazin' I can't believe it, this beat it bangin' I can't believe it (I can't believe it, hey) Hey, check it out Check it out, check it out Check it out, check it out Check it out, check it out Check it out, check it out Check it out, check it out Yeah, yeah, I'm feeling it now Check it out, check it out, check it out Step up in the party like my name was Mr. T All these hating magazines got nothing on me Honestly, I can stay as fly as I can be If you really, you get super OG Hunny's always resting 'cause I'm fly, fly, fly Dumbones always testing 'cause I'm floating sky high I stay niggerrific, you don't needa ask why You just got see with your eyes I can't believe it, it's so amazing This club is heating, this party's blazin' I can't believe it, this beat it bangin' I can't believe it (I can't believe it, hey) Hey, check it out Check it out, check it out Check it out, check it out Check it out, check it out Check it out, check it out Check it out, check it out Yeah, yeah, I'm feeling it now Check it out, check it out, check it out Check this muthafucker out It got me in the club in the club Just rocking like this Da done, done, the sun done Yep, the sun done came up but we still up in dungeon Da done, done, yep in London The competition why yet so we love somehow The fuck they getting mad 'cause they run done Mad 'cause I'm getting money in abundance Man, I can't even handle these hundroids Duffle bag every time I go to [unverified] I leave the rest just to collect interest I mean interest, fuck my nemesis, exclamation just for emphasis And I don't symphasize 'cause you a simple bitch I just pop up on these hoes on some pimple shit And put an iron to your face y'all wrinkled bitch Oh, we just had to kill it We on the radio hotter than a skillet We in the club making party people, holla Money in the bank means we getting top dollar I'm a big baller, you a little smaller Step up to my level you need to grow a little taller I'ma shot caller, get up off my collar You are Chihuahua, I'm a Rottweiler I can't believe it, it's so amazing This club is heating, this party's blazin' I can't believe it, this beat it bangin' I can't believe it (I can't believe it, hey) Hey, check it out Check it out, check it out Check it out, check it out Check it out, check it out Check it out, check it out Check it out, check it out Yeah, yeah, I'm feeling it now Check it out, check it out, check it out