Ft. Lil Jon

(Intro)
Jet life, fast lane, fast cars, fast links
Fast bitches, fast life, look, B, everything is on woooom
(Get em! Yak Yak Yak)

(Hook)
Andale, andale!
That's how the $ come!
Andale, andale!
That's how the $ come!
Andale, andale!
That's how the $ come!
That's how the $ come!
(Turn up, turn up)
Andale, andale, andale, andale
Andale, andale, andale, andale
(Zoom, zoom, turn up, turn up)
Andale, andale!

(Verse: Problem)
Arriba, arriba, arriba
Where's the bitches?
This crazy boss just fucked up the game
Word 2 the Clippers
My enemy's bitch
Got her face right by my zipper
Tequila is laced, give me my space
The weather is thick give me a case I'm tryin' 2 get fucked up
Keep looking crazy from across the room you're about 2 get fucked up
We always pack, but I don't feel like tripping tonight
Cuz I am 2 busy living the life, pass me the drugs
Andale, andale
I don't think these niggas need to go there
Young rich nigga and I don't care
Same crew since I was a lil 1
Since day 1 been a real 1 
And I put that on all my cherries
Walk in and the hood start cheerin'
No pom poms I bomb bomb
Girl, touch that muhfuckin' ceilin'
I'm on yo side fuck that side, the gang is the gang!
Ya say you're my friend but ya standing wit them so ya are the same
Ya gotta get it wit them
Oh ah oh ah and I get a rhythm
And that's the track, suckin' my nuts, I'll charge ya a lot

(Hook)
Andale, andale!
That's how the $ come!
Andale, andale!
That's how the $ come!
Andale, andale!
That's how the $ come!
That's how the $ come!
(Turn up, turn up)
Andale, andale, andale, andale
Andale, andale, andale, andale
(Zoom, zoom, turn up, turn up)
Andale, andale!

(Verse 2: Problem)
Hurry up wake up trying 2 make dough
My bitch fatter than my bank roll
We look fly nigga we don't try
Nigga popping that shit like an 8 hole
Wartime boy I don't lay low
Real real ready fo' the shade though
Nigga pop at me nigga that's OG
Better bring K wherever they go 
Diamond Lane yea that's the label
Diamond Lane yea that's the label
I don't gotta brag nigga they know
Keep yo head hanging from the cable
Watch me boy I'm on cable
I'm fucking on these bitches
Whip color of that yayo
Sniffing coke on the way 2 day gold
Turn yo hood up nigga bang yo gang
Turn 2 yo homeboy watch him bang the same
I don't hit no signal when I'm changing lane
You woulda think I pulled madden out put it up
Grabbed 2 K then put it in by the way
Young nigga just changed the game
Problem, Jon just say yo name
Just got yo tip tongue let em hang
(Swear I'mma ball till I die nigga)
Be yoself stop, take off, touch the sky nigga
It's captain California every time I ride
And when that $ counter ring it's a fucking brag

(Hook)
Andale, andale!
That's how the $ come!
Andale, andale!
That's how the $ come!
Andale, andale!
That's how the $ come!
That's how the $ come!
(Turn up, turn up)
Andale, andale, andale, andale
Andale, andale, andale, andale
(Zoom, zoom, turn up, turn up)
Andale, andale!

(Verse 3: Lil Jon)
Where ya from nigga? represent yo shit
Where ya from girl? represent that shit
Where my west coast niggas at in this bitch
Dirty south niggas yea, we in this bitch
Where ya from nigga? represent yo shit
Where ya from girl? represent that shit
Where my west coast niggas at in this bitch
Dirty south niggas yea, we in this bitch
Act a fool in this bitch shake them bottles up
Twenty eight still spend that shit, we don't give a fuck
We don't give a fuck, we don't give a fuck
We don't, we don't, we don't give a fuck
We came to fuck shit up and leave wit all yo hoes
Fuck niggas don't even think about it, that's a no no