Wake up in the morning feeling like P Diddy(Hey, what up girl?)
Got my glasses on, I’m out the door I’m gonna hit this city (Let’s go)
Before I leave, brush my teeth with a bottle of Jack
Cause when I leave for the night, I ain’t coming back
I’m talking pedicure on our toes, toes Trying on all our clothes, clothes
Boys blowing up our phones, phones Drop-toping, playing our favorite cds
Pulling up to the parties Trying to get a little bit tipsy
* Don’t stop, make it pop DJ, blow my speakers up Tonight, I’m a fight ‘til we see the sunlight
Tick tock, on the clock But the party don’t stop no Woah oh oh oh Woah oh oh oh
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Ain’t got a care in a world, but got plenty of beer
Ain’t got no money in my pocket, but I’m already here
And now, the dudes are lining up cause they hear we got swagger
But we kick ‘em to the curb unless they look like Mick Jagger
I’m talking about everybody getting crunk, crunk Boys trying to touch my junk, junk
Gonna smack him if he getting too drunk, drunk Now, now we goin’ til they kick us out, out
Or the police shut us down, down Police shut us down, down Po-po shut us -
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DJ, you build me up You break me down My heart, it pounds Yeah, you got me
With my hands up You got me now You got that sound Yeah you got me
DJ, you build me up You break me down My heart, it pounds Yeah, you got me
With my hands up Put your hands up Put your hands up No, the party don’t start ‘til I walk in
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