Chorus:
Bitch iand'm out that boot camp clicc
Bitch iand'm out that boot camp clicc
Bitch iand'm out that boot camp clicc
Bitch iand'm out that boot camp clicc
Bitch iand'm out that boot camp clicc
Bitch iand'm out that boot camp clicc
Bitch iand'm out that boot camp clicc
I got my rifle and my rocks see. (2x)
Intro:
Mystikal......
Left right, left
Left, right, left, rasiride!
Left, right, left follow around soldier! (left, right, left)
One time march! (boot camp clicc)
Company! (left!)
Ooooooooooo! hooooo!
1st verse: mystikal
Itand's strictly representing about the boot camp
Got to find, got you runnin that train!
The m-16 a2 the nine millimeter beretta bang!
You better be dressed for wet weather soldier itand's cold as north dakota
Iand'ma do whatever whatever to run your muthafuckinand' ass back to the floor!
Rock and roll yaand' iand'ma show yaand' blocked and hoed yaand' rock and roll
Dirty round clip, flesh gone dip!
Shoulda turn and get you fixed the booby trapped shrimp
I dropped pand's and qand's and cand's on you mcand's
Wait and hit the road stand back please!
Banger and the ranger i dropped king cobras
On your canteen and smoked all the rolls
On the cash train buy it who drives
5 meter hittinand' single file counter
You in my sights you gonna die
You on it tight get your head thaaaaatand's right
All you dying on the left still struggling for survival
(i hope you got your bible) bitch!!! i got my rifle!!!!!!!!!!!
Chorus
2nd verse:black menace
I hope you know nobody can take me
Handle my business iand'm in this the winter
You fuck the menace and you will be tasting my tennis
And when i get finished you be needing a dentist
Iand'm ready to end this niggas defenseless when i be laying that shit down
Hold up, where the fuck you going? nah nigga donand't quit now
Reachinand' up under your shirt like you got a strap but you ainand't using shit!
Fuck bringinand' out guns iand'ma start drowning niggas
Like susan smith cause youz the bitch making me believe
You other than a bitchcock itand's drama time and iand'm playin
The role of a black alfred hitchcock
B double o-t c-a-m-p better be known
Where the best lay now what the fuck that camp like
(itand's for life ess-say) i got my glock locked the fuck down
And iand'm still gonna be pullinand' a plug
Much love to my niggas thatand's full off the buzz i say what up cuz
I buzzed off the suds partnaand' i does what i want to
You tink your pretty c-a-t smart donand't you
That first stepand's a loo-loo and iand'm too through
So chill bailinand' straight from the five-oh-four
So slow your roll and recognize the real
Chorus
3rd verse: mystikal and black menace
Itand's a runway from home canand't escape the killin
Feel ready to peel casket feel for real
Twistinand' the night away akand's the weapon
Step into the darkness this nigga be heartless
With the still feel me as i duck your guts upon a corner
Down for the funk smell the aroma death iand'm on ya
Erase your blood stains ghetto train like a pit
Survival kit marks the beast nigga triple six
Minus one up out the chamber, endangered species
Be me when iand'm in anger rearrange your structure
Bustinand' at you bustas usa to russia
Fuck you never trustaand' bitch iand'm out that boot camp!
Chorus
Mystikal:
Company (left!) grrrrrrrr....hoooooooooo!!!
Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight! hee! (forward!!)
(mystikal....)
Forward....march!!!!! (move left!!)
Left..... go left
Left..... go left
Left..... go left
Left..... go left
Left, left inch left
Go left right just right
Go left, left double it down go left right left
Left, left, left, left, left
Black menace:
Big rob been chillinand'
Black menace aaaaahh aaaaahh aaaaahh heeeee
