We came here to party (rock), We didn't come here to fight. I said: 'Grab ourselves a bottle!' A toast to the good life.
Just 'cuz a guy got a suit and a tie Don't mean he gonna text ya. Just 'cuz I walk with a limp like an old-school pimp Don't mean I'll slap him But if you wanna talk tough And if you wanna puff up Then I might just have to. But I ain't come here to crack his mouth. I came here to rock the house.
Yeah, I get crazy and wild, Anything for the fans that makes them smile. 'Goose' are girls, guys are salad, Everything come a front, are you in or out? But you know what comes in the show. We protect ourselves and the ones we love. Stay at home, sit 'n judge, We'll celebrate live in the club.
Everybody just wants to feel good. Your mud may happen with heels on the hood. Often times we get misunderstood, Tonight, tonight.
We came here to party (rock), We didn't come here to fight. I said: 'Grab ourselves a bottle!' A toast to the good life.
Stay calm in soon time Use a politician. They call me supa-fly. I'm always with two bitches. You go to church But I grew in the scratchers. You on your peace juice. I sip that gees juice.
We both feel a lot of attention in the press. You still in books and wanna be the president. We still in hooks in the flow we're having synch. We're both are hustling, so why we're tussling?
Everybody just wants to feel good. Your mud may happen with heels on the hood. Often times we get misunderstood, Tonight, tonight.
We came here to party (rock), We didn't come here to fight. I said: 'Grab ourselves a bottle!' A toast to the good life. [2x]
I came here to rock the house. (x8) Rock, rock, rock the house. (x7) Get crazy. (x3)
We came here to party (rock), We didn't come here to fight. I said: 'Grab ourselves a bottle!' A toast to the good life.
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