Hell Yeah! (Letra)

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Hell yeah!
Whoo!

Punk rock, tripping with
The flavour of hip hop
Spitting out venom as I’m
Watching all your heads bob
Representing for the outcasts
And the have-not’s
Fiending to find light
In a world that has blacked out

Well, middle fingers up
Yeah, put ‘em up
We’ve had enough
We take our shots to the chin
With a grin, we’re tough
We know exactly why you’re here
So make it clear, let’s go
We know you want to
Let’s go, let’s go

Hell yeah, hell yeah!
We want control
Hell yeah, hell yeah!
A scene to call our own
Hell yeah, hell yeah!
I grip the microphone
And we’re picking up speed
Like a rolling stone

Let’s go!
We can’t live forever
One note!
The louder, the better
So let’s go!
We’re in this together
Can you hear me?
Hell yeah, let’s go!

Let’s go!
We can’t live forever
One note!
The louder, the better
So let’s go!
We’re in this together
Can you hear me?
Hell yeah, let’s go!

Rising from the ash, counter clash
And there is no doubt
Swinging from the rafters
Are the kids who never sold out
Holding out for hope, this shit is dope
Hear the crowds shout
Fighting to survive
But one day we’ll make them tap out

Well, raise your voices up
Yeah, raise ‘em up
We’ve had enough
We’re standing up
And now we’re being heard
The gloves are off
The voices loud
We have the crowd
The time is now, let’s go
We know you want to
Let’s go, let’s go

Hell yeah, hell yeah!
We want control
Hell yeah, hell yeah!
A scene to call our own
Hell yeah, hell yeah!
I grip the microphone
And we’re picking up speed
Like a rolling stone

Let’s go!
We can’t live forever
One note!
The louder, the better
So let’s go!
We’re in this together
Can you hear me?
Hell yeah, let’s go!

Let’s go!
We can’t live forever
One note!
The louder, the better
So let’s go!
We’re in this together
Can you hear me?
Hell yeah, let’s go!

Get up tonight
Stand up and fight
They are here, they are inside
They’re inside
And I can’t go alone
On this microphone
Is this on?
Is this on?

This flow, definitive
Make your throat hurt
A gagged voice
With no choice is so limited
Hell yeah, come on
Hell yeah, it’s on!
Bounce to the boom
Of the beat of the drum, drum

Let’s go!
We can’t live forever
One note!
The louder, the better
So let’s go!
We’re in this together
Can you hear me?
Hell yeah, let’s go!

Let’s go!
We can’t live forever
One note!
The louder, the better
So let’s go!
We’re in this together
Can you hear me?
Hell yeah, let’s go!

Let’s go!
We can’t live forever
One note!
The louder, the better
So let’s go!
We’re in this together
Can you hear me?
Hell yeah, let’s go!
Let’s go!
We can’t live forever
One note!
The louder, the better
So let’s go!
We’re in this together
Can you hear me?
Hell yeah, let’s go!
Oh
Oh
Hell yeah!

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Hell Yeah (Letra)

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Alright now boys and girls we’ve got another story for you now!
We want to introduce to you another friend of the Bible!

Hell yeah
Hell yeah
Hell yeah
Hell yeah

If I were God there would be no explicit sex on T.V.
Like little Opie eating pie when he made it with Aunt Bea

If I were God thou shall not worship false Billy Idols
And thou shall add the Book Of Flavor Flav to the Bible
Thou shall make fun of Hindus thou shall not make a "Speed 2"
If I were God that’s what I’d do Heavens no

Hell yeah
Hell yeah
Hell yeah
Hell yeah

If I were God I’d get a bunch of slaves to do everything
Norwegian lesbians that feed me grapes and know how to sing

If I were God thou shall not wear tube socks with Flip-Flops
Thou shall sit and thou shall spin thou shall even wife swap
Thou shall resist the Olsen Twins, thou shall not cut "Footloose"
If I were God that’s what I’d do, Heavens no

Hell yeah
Hell yeah
Hell yeah
Hell yeah

And when they nail my pimpled ass to the cross
I’ll tell them I found Jesus that should throw them off
He goes by the name Jesus and steals hubcaps from cars
Oh Jesus can I borrow your crowbar?
To pry these God damn nails out they’re beginning to hurt
Crucified and all I got was this lousy T-shirt
"I Can’t Believe It’s Not Butter!" I’ll sing as I’m flogged
Yeah that’s what I would do if I were God
So vote for me for Savior and you’ll go to Heaven
Your lame duck Lord is like Kevin Spacey in "Seven"
With creepy threats of H-E-Double-Hockey-Stick
You just can’t teach an old God new tricks
But would I be a good Messiah with my low self-esteem?
If I don’t believe in myself would that be blasphemy?
Just sport some crummy "holier than thou" facade
Yeah that’s what I would do if I were God

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life is a b movie
it’s stupid and it’s strange
a directionless story
and the dialouge is lame
but in the he said she said
sometimes there’s some poetry
if you turn your back long enough
and let it happen naturally
oh, yeah
hell yeah

I got a face like a limp handshake
hair like an accident scene
I’ve been waking up slowly
savoring the same old dream
and somewhere between
the folds of your memory
I was sleeping soundly
oh, yeah
hell yeah

‘cause I like you
but I know you don’t know it
I like you soo much,
I talk to everyone but you
and I wonder
what you would think of this little number
I wonder
what you would say if you knew

If you don’t ask the right questions
every answer seems wrong
I was a terrible waitress
so I started to write songs
and I don’t know how I feel
but I wonder if you feel like me
do you ever get wrapped up
in the folds of my memory
oh, yeah
hell, yeah

‘cause I like you
but I know you don’t know it
I like you so much
I talk to everyone but you
and I wonder
what you would think of this little number
yeah I wonder
what you would say if you knew

there’s a river of people
that runs past my eyes
and it’s beautiful enough
just to watch it go by
but the trouble with water is
she’ll always leave you for gravity
I never even told you
I had a crush on you or anything
oh, yeah
hell yeah

life is a b movie
it’s stupid and it’s strange
a directionless story
and the dialouge is lame
but in the he said she said
sometimes there’s some poetry
if you turn your back long enough
and let it happen naturally
oh, yeah
hell yeah

Hell Yeah (Letra)

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Uh, Wooo, oo ooooo, oo ooooo, oo ooooo, oo ooooo

[Hook – Ginuwine]
Have you ever seen the thug in the club with a bottle turned up
Head bobbin’ like hell, yeah
Have you ever seen the chick in the club with a drink in the cup
Booty shakin’ like hell, yeah
Have you seen those Big Tymers pull up in the front of the club
24s like hell, yeah
Have you ever seen 50 thousand strong with their hands in the air
Up and down like hell, yeah

[Baby]
So fresh, so fly, so sweet, so polite
So much, too many, but we ridin’ tonight
Well, it’s that pimp talk that ain’t that pimp walk
It’s big pimpin’ over here, player, that just started

See, we fresh with Air Ones, Lexus and big drums

[Ginuwine]
Chips, Willie Chicks, Willie crisp, big fun

[Baby]
Ma, you worry none, the minks come with the guns
Prada, the Gucci, it’s all in Bird fun

[Ginuwine]
I’m sittin’ in my truck, snakin’ the club out
Kill this sip then go wild the fuck out
Up in the club with my hands in the air
There’s so much shit in the atmosphere
So girl, quit frontin’ and get you’re ass over here
And get yourself a cup of this Crown and Belvedere
I’m all off in the corner 100 honeys takin’ pics
They be in the VIP with lots of chicks
I’m pimped out now, low cut, and a pick
G and Big Tymers together, that’s what I’m talkin’

[Hook]
Have you ever seen the thug in the club with a bottle turned up
Head bobbin’ like hell, yeah
Have you ever seen the chick in the club with a drink in the cup
Booty shakin’ like hell, yeah
Have you seen those Big Tymers pull up in the front of the club
24s like hell, yeah
Have you ever seen 50 thousand strong with their hands in the air
Up and down like hell, yeah

[Ginuwine]
So fresh, so clean, so shiny, on a beam
Girl, you’re so mean, why you’re doin’ a damn thing
Any more room for me in those jeans
Uh-huh, uh-huh
We got so many rooms in the Swiss like we were Swiss sailors
Mami, givin’ me head like she’s a brain doner
A pool party in my crib at the Daytona
Hosted by Sonia and Monya, ooh

[Baby]
Mami, walkin’ up the beach, so fly, so neat
It’s me and Ginuwine, 23s on our feet
Say mami, you look good, mami, you’re so fly
You need a D-Boy, come over here and get superfly

[Hook]
Have you ever seen the thug in the club with a bottle turned up
Head bobbin’ like hell, yeah
Have you ever seen the chick in the club with a drink in the cup
Booty shakin’ like hell, yeah
Have you seen those Big Tymers pull up in the front of the club
24s like hell, yeah
Have you ever seen 50 thousand strong with their hands in the air
Up and down like hell, yeah

[Ginuwine]
Said we love them cars and we love them chicks
And we love them parties and we love that Cris’
And we love them houses and we love that ice
And when we rollin’ through your hood we love to shoot that dice

[Hook (x2)]
Have you ever seen the thug in the club with a bottle turned up
Head bobbin’ like hell, yeah
Have you ever seen the chick in the club with a drink in the cup
Booty shakin’ like hell, yeah

Have you seen those Big Tymers pull up in the front of the club
24s like hell, yeah
Have you ever seen 50 thousand strong with their hands in the air
Up and down like hell, yeah

Hell Yeah (Letra)

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Montgomery Gentry – My Town
Hell Yeah

Intro:

He works way too much for way too little.
He drinks way too early till way too late.
He hasn’t had a raise since New Year’s Day in eighty-eight.
Gets trampled on by everyone ‘cept when he comes in here.
Now he’s a product of the Haggard generation.
He’s got a redneck side when you get him agitated.
He got the gold-toothed look from a stiff right hook he’s proud he took,
For his right wing stand on Vietnam: says he lost his brother there.
He yells out Johnny Cash and the band starts to play,
“A Ring Of Fire” as he walks up and stands there by the stage.

REFR:And he says: “Hell yeah! Turn it up! Right on!
“Hell yeah! Sounds good! Sing that song!
“Guitar man playin’ all night long,
“Take me back to where the music hit me,
“Life was good and love was easy.”

She’s got an MBA and a plush corner office.
She’s got a “don’t mess with me” attitude.
She’ll close a deal; she don’t reveal that she can feel,
The loneliness, the emptiness, ‘cept when she comes in here
An’ she’s the product of the “Me” generation.
She’s got a rock and roll side when you get her agitated.
She got the tattoo there on her derriere from a spring break dare,
In Panama where love was all she thought she’d ever need.
She yells out to the band: “Know any Bruce Springsteen?”
Then she jumps up on the bar and she, and she starts to scream.

REFR: + Yeah, yeah.
Can or can’t you get my mind off thinkin’ ‘bout,
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday?
Hey, hell yeah.

Instrumental Break.

Hell yeah! Turn it up! Right on!
Hell yeah! Sounds good! Sing that song!
Guitar man playin’ all night long,
Take me back to where the music hit me,
Life was good.

REFR:

Instrumental close.

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Hell Yeah
Montgomery Gentry

He works way too much for way too little.
He drinks way too early till way too late.
He hasn’t had a raise since New Year’s Day in eighty-eight.
Gets trampled on by everyone ‘cept when he comes in here.
Now he’s a product of the Haggard generation.
He’s got a redneck side when you get him agitated.
He got the gold-toothed look from a stiff right hook he’s proud he took,
For his right wing stand on Vietnam: says he lost his brother there.
He yells out Johnny Cash and the band starts to play,
"A Ring Of Fire" as he walks up and stands there by the stage.

And he says:
"Hell yeah! Turn it up! Right on!
"Hell yeah! Sounds good! Sing that song!
"Guitar man playin’ all night long,
"Take me back to where the music hit me,
"Life was good and love was easy."

She’s got an MBA and a plush corner office.
She’s got a "don’t mess with me" attitude.
She’ll close a deal; she don’t reveal that she can feel,
The loneliness, the emptiness, ‘cept when she comes in here
An’ she’s the product of the "Me" generation.
She’s got a rock and roll side when you get her agitated.
She got the tattoo there on her derriere from a spring break dare,
In Panama where love was all she thought she’d ever need.
She yells out to the band: "Know any Bruce Springsteen?"
Then she jumps up on the bar and she, and she starts to scream.

"Hell yeah! Turn it up! Right on!
"Hell yeah! Sounds good! Sing that song!
"Guitar man playin’ all night long,
"Take me back to where the music hit me,
"Life was good and love was easy."
Yeah, yeah.
Can or can’t you get my mind off thinkin’ ‘bout,
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday?
Hey, hell yeah.

Hell yeah! Turn it up! Right on!
Hell yeah! Sounds good! Sing that song!
Guitar man playin’ all night long,
Take me back to where the music hit me,
Life was good.

Hell Yeah! (Letra)

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She likes the boys in the band
I’m moving fast as I can
Sliding over in her direction
Pause to check out my reflection
She’s wearing all the right clothes
The jam is playing on the stereo
Checking emails on her phone
She got more hits than the rolling stones

Hell yeah so young and fine
Could she be the one my baby
I’m gonna make her mine
At least for tonight
Hey ya’ll I gotta know
Did she get my number maybe
You tell her blow me up
I’m one call away, hell yeah

She’s everything that you need
The kinda girl we all dream of
Long legs never stop
Like all those videos in zz topp
She got the stars in her eyes
And she don’t mind if you tease her
Can’t get her outta my mind
Can’t you see she put the freak on me

You know it hurts when she looks so bad
Can’t you see you’re the best thing I never had
I’m walking out the door before I act like a fool
(She’s not that cool)

Hell Yeah (Letra)

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Sexy chica that’ll pop the cris

while they watchin’ you lick your lips
And you can puff the lye and you can pimp and ride
and you can thug until the day you die
Now you can smoke the blunts, tote the gats
And be the phatest one with the Lex
Homeboy you can pop the X, you can try sex
With the set tatted on your neck
You can be the H to the Izzo, V to the Izza
Really don’t matter what y’all jiggas sizzay
You can live it up but you still gonna pizzay
Where you gonna run on Judgment dizay

Chorus
Hell yeah
You can go to Hell yeah
If you don’t change, change, change, change, change
uh hua, chang, change, change, change, change
(repeat)

You can be like Pastor Troy and them New Orleans boys
Everyone flossin’ up in the toys
Candy coated chevy comin with the noise
Everybody grinnin ‘cuz its shiney boys
Everytime I turn around I see a jitter bug
Now the jitter bug wanna be a thug
Momma and Daddy and them ain’t show no love
If you don’t switch it up I’m gonna tell you what
50 years old still up in the club
Pay to see the young girls shake their butt
Don’t need another drink, look at your gut
Need to go home, old nasty butt
I’m gonna tell you what, switch it up

Chorus

I represent Carolina and the M-I-A
Ft. Lauderdale and by the way, all my homies that’s in the Bay
5-0-3 what can you say
Atlanta, GA, can’t forget VA, NYC and the USA, USA, USA
Everybody in the USA

Chorus