| 歌曲 | Drill Team |
| 歌手 | Tech N9ne |
| 歌手 | Snug Brim |
| 歌手 | YoungStar |
| 专辑 | Killer |
| Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome | |
| For your half time viewin’ pleasure | |
| From Kansas | |
| City, Missouri | |
| The strange league drill team | |
| We comin' to yo' town and then we takin’ ova' | |
| Hands up, but betta' yet, you betta' hold up | |
| Shawty says she wanna kick it with' a soldier | |
| Bang, bang, bang, that's what | |
| I showed her | |
| Hey, make way for the drill team | |
| Hey, and the party we will bring | |
| Hey, make way for the drill team | |
| She ain't out with you, ‘cause we the real thing | |
| Ladies and hoe bitches | |
| You have just entered the realm of the drillers | |
| The crew 90 killas, the hella gorrilas | |
| Let go yo secrecy, let me go deep in the heart of it | |
| We have a team and, yes we really want you to be part of it | |
| Let's get it erotic, slept with' it and got it | |
| Next bid itch is spotted for sex kiddish is not it | |
| Lookin' for a dick, legal bitch fo' the whole trap | |
| That will do me stuey helmet hella tight with' no strap | |
| Busta's waitin' up fo' her return get no haps | |
| She come back to you with tricks turnin' fo' show taps | |
| So when I come back into yo' town it's a throw back‘ | |
| Cause you know she's comin' back right around fo’ the ball sack | |
| You didn't know that yo' lil' lady could hold that | |
| Now she follow my tour and you callin' her road rat | |
| We comin' to pro cat chicks with' mo' fat on yo' back | |
| Feelin' the drillin' after my show cracks | |
| We comin' to yo' town and then we takin’ ova' | |
| Hands up, but betta', yet, you betta' hold up | |
| Shawty says she wanna kick it with' a soldier | |
| Bang, bang, bang, that's what | |
| I showed her | |
| Hey, make way for the drill team | |
| Hey, and the party we will bring | |
| Hey, make way for the drill team | |
| She ain't out with you, ‘cause we the real thing | |
| Call me a drum major baby, | |
| I will hold yo' sticks | |
| Hoppin’ off the tour bus with' about 4 bitches, now take yo' pick | |
| I must admit my niggas pimps but still respectable | |
| Put in a lil' bit o' thug in yo life come join the festival | |
| Lemme see yo breasticles, you sumtin’, bitch, show me love | |
| And I'll show you what this music plus weed and hemmy does | |
| I been around minneso', hoe, so you know who and what we are | |
| A guaranteed pimp game ghetto super stars | |
| They on the boulevard travelin', smokin’ and drinkin' | |
| Here go yo tokin' you can blow and get hope for the weekend | |
| By the time it's ova' you'll be sober while we be rollin', peepin' | |
| On to the next botch, pickin' out the next box | |
| Leavin’ yo' wet spot, wetter than ever | |
| No mo' chill bitches, no drums, no soft seat on my leather | |
| Remember how | |
| I told ya how we like to roll and like to kill things | |
| The face down and bottom up, call us the drill team | |
| We comin' to yo' town and then we takin’ ova' | |
| Hands up, but betta' yet, you betta' hold up | |
| Shawty says she wanna kick it with' a soldier | |
| Bang, bang, bang, that's what | |
| I showed her | |
| Hey, make way for the drill team | |
| Hey, and the party we will bring | |
| Hey, make way for the drill team | |
| She ain't out with you, ‘cause we the real thing | |
| When I hit yo' city up on 40 deep, on 40 deep | |
| Comin' out the tour bus we 40 deep, we 40 deep | |
| I see you yankin' on yo' yarn ‘cause she notice me | |
| But don't be bankin' on that | |
| Bianca, she gon’ go with' me | |
| I see you whinin' her, yo dinin' her, you timin’ her | |
| Put yo' time in her, yo' grind in her, yo' dime in her‘ | |
| Cause what you lack is why she ****in' with this big daddy | |
| And you just ashamed that | |
| I'm the one who keeps you bitch happy | |
| In New York | |
| City Okaland, | |
| Californidona | |
| On every married | |
| Keisha Cole with trim stomach | |
| And she lovin’ on this nigga in this drill team | |
| Lil' momma's bare so she cannot **** with the real thing | |
| There's nothin’ to it do sedue it, fling it out | |
| Bring yo whiskey, bring yo belvey, go on bring 'em out | |
| So when in yo' city that lil' cutie love me | |
| And don't be mad because she lovin' on this drill team | |
| We comin' to yo' town and then we takin’ ova' | |
| Hands up, but betta' yet you betta' hold up | |
| Shawty says she wanna kick it with' a soldier | |
| Bang, bang, bang, that's what | |
| I showed her | |
| Hey, make way for the drill team | |
| Hey, and the party we will bring | |
| Hey, make way for the drill team | |
| She ain't out with you, ‘cause we the real thing | |
| Let's give a trophy to the most pokin', most strokin' | |
| Poster from the postin' with the most hoes open | |
| Focus after the show | |
| Kelly mo' hoes open | |
| Tecca I'm da whip bangin’ with both doors open | |
| I'm a Sam boy split them bitches right in half boy | |
| And uhh tubsie wubsie, | |
| I'm they bath toy rubber ducky | |
| Women love me, if you was me you wake up daily | |
| Holla Calli, baby, how'd you get so lucky? | |
| Hut henesy with one sprite with tac' in 'em and | |
| They feelin' alright and we pack in the magnum | |
| My routine ain't nothin’ but a group thing | |
| The eyes and the oohin’ for viewin’ | |
| Fetish groupies you see | |
| Drill team drill that thing 'till that ass is soft | |
| Phone ring then we at yo' door | |
| Slow it down, baby, take it slow | |
| When the drill team come around | |
| She back fo' mo', hey | |
| We comin' to yo' town and then we takin’ ova' | |
| Hands up, but betta' yet you betta' hold up | |
| Shawty says she wanna kick it with' a soldier | |
| Bang, bang, bang, that's what | |
| I showed her | |
| Hey, make way for the drill team | |
| Hey, and the party we will bring | |
| Hey, make way for the drill team | |
| She ain't out with you, ‘cause we the real thing |
| Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome | |
| For your half time viewin' pleasure | |
| From Kansas | |
| City, Missouri | |
| The strange league drill team | |
| We comin' to yo' town and then we takin' ova' | |
| Hands up, but betta' yet, you betta' hold up | |
| Shawty says she wanna kick it with' a soldier | |
| Bang, bang, bang, that' s what | |
| I showed her | |
| Hey, make way for the drill team | |
| Hey, and the party we will bring | |
| Hey, make way for the drill team | |
| She ain' t out with you, ' cause we the real thing | |
| Ladies and hoe bitches | |
| You have just entered the realm of the drillers | |
| The crew 90 killas, the hella gorrilas | |
| Let go yo secrecy, let me go deep in the heart of it | |
| We have a team and, yes we really want you to be part of it | |
| Let' s get it erotic, slept with' it and got it | |
| Next bid itch is spotted for sex kiddish is not it | |
| Lookin' for a dick, legal bitch fo' the whole trap | |
| That will do me stuey helmet hella tight with' no strap | |
| Busta' s waitin' up fo' her return get no haps | |
| She come back to you with tricks turnin' fo' show taps | |
| So when I come back into yo' town it' s a throw back' | |
| Cause you know she' s comin' back right around fo' the ball sack | |
| You didn' t know that yo' lil' lady could hold that | |
| Now she follow my tour and you callin' her road rat | |
| We comin' to pro cat chicks with' mo' fat on yo' back | |
| Feelin' the drillin' after my show cracks | |
| We comin' to yo' town and then we takin' ova' | |
| Hands up, but betta', yet, you betta' hold up | |
| Shawty says she wanna kick it with' a soldier | |
| Bang, bang, bang, that' s what | |
| I showed her | |
| Hey, make way for the drill team | |
| Hey, and the party we will bring | |
| Hey, make way for the drill team | |
| She ain' t out with you, ' cause we the real thing | |
| Call me a drum major baby, | |
| I will hold yo' sticks | |
| Hoppin' off the tour bus with' about 4 bitches, now take yo' pick | |
| I must admit my niggas pimps but still respectable | |
| Put in a lil' bit o' thug in yo life come join the festival | |
| Lemme see yo breasticles, you sumtin', bitch, show me love | |
| And I' ll show you what this music plus weed and hemmy does | |
| I been around minneso', hoe, so you know who and what we are | |
| A guaranteed pimp game ghetto super stars | |
| They on the boulevard travelin', smokin' and drinkin' | |
| Here go yo tokin' you can blow and get hope for the weekend | |
| By the time it' s ova' you' ll be sober while we be rollin', peepin' | |
| On to the next botch, pickin' out the next box | |
| Leavin' yo' wet spot, wetter than ever | |
| No mo' chill bitches, no drums, no soft seat on my leather | |
| Remember how | |
| I told ya how we like to roll and like to kill things | |
| The face down and bottom up, call us the drill team | |
| We comin' to yo' town and then we takin' ova' | |
| Hands up, but betta' yet, you betta' hold up | |
| Shawty says she wanna kick it with' a soldier | |
| Bang, bang, bang, that' s what | |
| I showed her | |
| Hey, make way for the drill team | |
| Hey, and the party we will bring | |
| Hey, make way for the drill team | |
| She ain' t out with you, ' cause we the real thing | |
| When I hit yo' city up on 40 deep, on 40 deep | |
| Comin' out the tour bus we 40 deep, we 40 deep | |
| I see you yankin' on yo' yarn ' cause she notice me | |
| But don' t be bankin' on that | |
| Bianca, she gon' go with' me | |
| I see you whinin' her, yo dinin' her, you timin' her | |
| Put yo' time in her, yo' grind in her, yo' dime in her' | |
| Cause what you lack is why she in' with this big daddy | |
| And you just ashamed that | |
| I' m the one who keeps you bitch happy | |
| In New York | |
| City Okaland, | |
| Californidona | |
| On every married | |
| Keisha Cole with trim stomach | |
| And she lovin' on this nigga in this drill team | |
| Lil' momma' s bare so she cannot with the real thing | |
| There' s nothin' to it do sedue it, fling it out | |
| Bring yo whiskey, bring yo belvey, go on bring ' em out | |
| So when in yo' city that lil' cutie love me | |
| And don' t be mad because she lovin' on this drill team | |
| We comin' to yo' town and then we takin' ova' | |
| Hands up, but betta' yet you betta' hold up | |
| Shawty says she wanna kick it with' a soldier | |
| Bang, bang, bang, that' s what | |
| I showed her | |
| Hey, make way for the drill team | |
| Hey, and the party we will bring | |
| Hey, make way for the drill team | |
| She ain' t out with you, ' cause we the real thing | |
| Let' s give a trophy to the most pokin', most strokin' | |
| Poster from the postin' with the most hoes open | |
| Focus after the show | |
| Kelly mo' hoes open | |
| Tecca I' m da whip bangin' with both doors open | |
| I' m a Sam boy split them bitches right in half boy | |
| And uhh tubsie wubsie, | |
| I' m they bath toy rubber ducky | |
| Women love me, if you was me you wake up daily | |
| Holla Calli, baby, how' d you get so lucky? | |
| Hut henesy with one sprite with tac' in ' em and | |
| They feelin' alright and we pack in the magnum | |
| My routine ain' t nothin' but a group thing | |
| The eyes and the oohin' for viewin' | |
| Fetish groupies you see | |
| Drill team drill that thing ' till that ass is soft | |
| Phone ring then we at yo' door | |
| Slow it down, baby, take it slow | |
| When the drill team come around | |
| She back fo' mo', hey | |
| We comin' to yo' town and then we takin' ova' | |
| Hands up, but betta' yet you betta' hold up | |
| Shawty says she wanna kick it with' a soldier | |
| Bang, bang, bang, that' s what | |
| I showed her | |
| Hey, make way for the drill team | |
| Hey, and the party we will bring | |
| Hey, make way for the drill team | |
| She ain' t out with you, ' cause we the real thing |