Uh Beep beep, who got the keys to the jeep? Headin' downtown with my queen and she geek Yeah, that be the wifey, don't test or you might just meet your death when I aim it at your neck, what's next, anyway I need my money looking like the weather Make it rain whenever Rocking soul down on the bezel Girl, so hot, peep the kettle Working nice and smooth in stilettos Anyway, the party don't end til' four I hit the scene wit' my queen, time to get that dough Don't you worry 'bout me, I'm here to bring that party La dee da dee, get naughty, go move that body Mean face lookin' like she don't know nobody, damn DJ, turn it up, this my jam, girl Moving in the back, I know jelly ain't her man She in the bathroom gettin' right with her homegirl and her friends
All my ladies, put ya hands up (Yeah-yeah) And drop it down real low (Drop it down real low) All my fellas, put ya bands up (Yeah-yeah) It's time to act like ya know (Time to act like ya know) All my people in the back room Take it to the front (To the front) Keep sweating, make some dance room Shake it how you want (How you want) Man, we leavin' with the sun All the wallflowers in the house, get up Time to burn it, burn it down, one time
Get loose wit' it Don't stop til the sol make a move wit' it Drop, drop, everybody get loose wit' it Don't stop til the sol make a move wit' it Drop, drop, everybody get loose wit' it Don't stop til the sol make a move with it Drop, drop, everybody get loose with it Don't stop til the sol make a...
Look Now the party don't start 'til the sol walk in When the sol walk in, then the dough all in Got the doors all black, dripping four walls in Yeah, I'm in it for the night, we can go all in Toast for the days when a brother went without If you talkin' funny, you gon' learn what I'm about Rick James, baby, we can get it on the couch Or your floor or your house, anyway, let's bounce
You like to party, acting naughty Come to the lobby, you and all three We hit Bacardi, drinks is on me Turn a geek to the freak, then she do her thing In the zone for the night, we supposed to chill How we living in this world, this stuff ain't real And you know the matrix basic, she said, "Just chill, Khali You need to, like, really chill out, dude"
Ayo, the roof's on fire, we gon' let it, let it burn When we let the sucka burn, then we go Ayo, the roof's on fire, we gon' let it, let it burn When we let the sucka burn, then we go Ayo, the roof's on fire, we gon' let it, let it burn When we let the sucka burn, then we go Ayo, the roof's on fire, we gon' let it, let it burn (Come on, ladies)
All my ladies, put ya hands up (Yeah-yeah) And drop it down real low (Drop it down real low) All my fellas, put ya bands up (Yeah-yeah) Time to act like ya know (Time to act like ya know) All my people in the back room Take it to the front (To the front) Keep sweating, make some dance room Shake it how you want (How you want) Man, we leavin' with the sun All the wallflowers in the house get up Time to burn it, burn it down, one time Get loose wit' itTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
