100 lyrics for "We going out, we going out"

Get fired up We're going interstellar Lit, like a supernova Blow it up, go Clap your hands to these bars Let the journey begin Outta this world What you are (who) Lil Jon (yeah)
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So dry your weeping eyes I will never leave, no I don't never want to hear you say that again Baby I'm not going nowhere Look at me, you understand me? Now, what gave you the silly idea that I'm about to leave Girl who you been listening to? They must be
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Why we taking time, time, time, time? (What? Why we?) I'm going out my way, way (I'm going out my way) I won't make you wait, wait (nah, never) I wouldn't make you wait, wait (nah, nah) Not into wasting time I was just doing fine Should I find something
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You're putting me on We're going to try it, you ever try it? I'm turning you on You're putting me on! Where did you get that stuff? Oh, Nikki's growing a patch out in the backyard Come on, you're putting me on Yeah, he's putting you on, he's a brat
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To use me for good We ain't leaving this room So girl, leave your boots by the bed Till someone needs medical help Or the magnolias bloom It's cold in this house and I ain't going out to chop wood So cover me up and know you're enough Cover me up and
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We'll be road trippin' rollin' with the top down, southbound Getting wild, raising hell, and leaving this town In a tank top gonna let the guns out, all about rockin' that farmers tan Got the Chev going seventy , all the girls looking heavenly Like there
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How can I live? How can I live without you? I would go anywhere with you I would go when you ask me to I'm going back east where I belong Where I belong We’ve been riding up mountains Turning corners in our lives We would have taken any buses
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Going through them changes I feel like I could go out And commit a crime Well, my mind's been My babe, she left me just the other day And that's the reason we had to part She had me runnin' Every time you see me going somewhere I feel like I'm going out
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Rolling, turning, diving, going in again Run, live to fly, fly to live, do or die There goes the siren that warns of the air raid Then comes the sound of the guns sending flak Out for the scramble we've got to get airborne Got to get up for the coming
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