All you haters Cause I hear ya And I'm watching Should get at me But I'm serious What's happening? Hey, what's happening, Haters so all I gotta say is

Let me see you do it! Ay! Snap ya fingers! Do ya step! You can do it all by yo' self! What's happenin'? What's up? What's happenin'? Dis ya boy Lil Jon! BME Clik What's up, 40? What's happenin'? What's up, Sean Paul? What's happenin'? Hey! Now ladies

I'm sorry for partying and Bacardi'n What's happenin' in the back yard again It started with a couple friends and some dude in a cardigan Came rollin' in at 3 am I don't know when it's gonna end So for now, I'm sorry for... woah Partying, partying...

They say what's happenin'? We say the facts and if, they lie We comin' back for them They might say, but they don't know! (they say, they say) They don't know They say a nigga lost his mind But in the scheme of things I never lost a rhyme The thin line

So what I'm trying to say, I know what's happening, Your body is here with me, But your heart and your mind is still with him. Go back to what you know, Go back to where you know where your heart is, Girl, just be honest, this is impossible, This is

There's a slow, slow train comin' up around the bend And there's a slow, slow train comin' up around the bend Sometimes I feel so low-down and disgusted Can't help but wonder what's happenin' to my companions Are they lost or are they found? Have they

Jump in the line, shake your body on mine Brra-dong, ba-dong-ba-dong-bong Ba-dong-bong-bong, ba-dong-ba-da-bong-bong Okay, shawty, what's happenin'? (happenin') I'll get behind and you make it wind Shake, shake, shake, senora, shake it left and right

I got my 44's, and my dro And my Chevy on 24's And my hoe, now where I supposed ta go What's happening nigga Hey, hey, hey, hey Riding in the Chevy 44's on the seat With a quarter of blow get low lemme see

People, listen! Run, run, run, they don't like what we're thinking At least we are not staggering from drinking Don't try to figure out What's happenin' inside their head Ain't too much goin' on

I should've known I would pay for this You look to good with your makeup off And your favorite song They get scared to lust Girl, you're dangerous Girl, what's been happening lately? We don't even talk no more I be getting high on the low