Check It Out (feat. will.i.am)

S-s-step up in the party like my name was Bad 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 a stereo and she's just so monotone Sometimes it's 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 heated, this party's blazin' I can't believe it, this beat it bangin' I can't believe it (I can't believe it) 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 Yeah, yeah, I'm feeling it now Check it out, check it out Check it out S-s-step up in the party like my name was Mr. T All these hating naggers ain't got nothing on me Honestly, I gotta stay as fly as I can be If you Wiki "Willy" you get super O.G. Honeys always rush me 'cause I'm fly, fly, fly Dummies, they can't touch me 'cause I'm floating sky high I stay niggerrific, you don't need to ask why You just got see with your eyes I can't believe it, it's so amazing This club is heated, this party's blazin' I can't believe it, this beat it bangin' I can't believe it (I can't believe it) 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 Yeah, yeah, I'm feeling it now Check it out, check it out Check it out Check this motherfucker out It got me in the club, in the club Just rocking like this, oh, oh Da-dun-dun, the sun done Yep, the sun done came up but we still up in dungeon Da-dun-dun, yup, in London Competition? Why, yes, I would love some How the fuck they getting mad 'cause they run done? Mad 'cause I'm getting money in abundance Man, I can't even count all these hundreds Duffle bag every time I go to Sun Trust I leave the rest just to collect interest I mean interest, fuck my nemesis Exclamation just for emphasis And I don't sympathize 'cause you a simple bitch I just pop up on these ho's like some pimple shit And put an iron to your face, you're all wrinkled, bitch This is Mega Nigga, Ultra Nigmatic 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, need to grow a little taller I'm a shot caller, get up off my collar You are Chihuahua, I'm a Rottweiler I can't believe it, it's so amazing I can't believe it, this beat it bangin' I can't believe it, it's so amazing I can't believe it (I can't believe it) 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 Yeah, yeah, I'm feeling it now Check it out, check it out Check it out