Wake up in the morning
feeling like P Diddy
Put my glasses on, Im out the door
Im gonna hit this city (Lets go)
Before I leave,
Brush my teeth with a
bottle of Jack
Cause when I leave for
the night, I aint coming back

Im 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

Dont stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, Imma fight
Till we see the sunlight
Tick tock, on the clock
But the party dont stop
Woah-oh oh oh
Woah-oh oh oh

Aint got a care in world,
But got plenty of beer
Aint got no money in my pocket,
But Im 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
Im 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 -

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 gotta that sound
yeah, you got me
Put your hands up
No, the party dont stop
until I walk in