{YEAHHH-YOWWW!!} Let's go! Yeah, yeah, ohhhhh-whoa I break it down like, ohhhhh-whoa {YEAHHH-YOWWW!!} Yeah, yeah, yeah I break it down like, ohhhhh-whoa Ohhhhh-whoa, let's go!
Just wanna have fun, just wanna laugh hard Passed out in the front yard or the back yard Have me a ball right, stayed up all night Thinkin to myself that the party was all right Woke up with a hangover, who called the gang over? Porsche, Corvette, Tahoe and the Range Rover Pulled up in my driveway I'm stuck so I look at 'em sideways I need about an hour or less To eat somethin then, run and take a shower and get fresh Yeah, and then, all day long we on the hunt for the money And, all night long we on the hunt for the money Late night, probably in the club with a honey She said make it rain, but she can't get nothin from me Let the roof burn, I bet tomorrow night it'd be sunny Can you dig it? Said a joke but she ain't think it was funny, y'know?
In the club girl (yeah) V.I.P. and (yeah) Poppin bottles (yeah) Hennessy and (yeah) LET'S GO! Ohhhhh-whoa I break it down like, ohhhhh-whoa On a island (yeah) jet-skiin (yeah) Me and you girl (yeah) for the weekend (yeah) LET'S GO! Ohhhhh-whoa I break it down like, ohhhhh-whoa Big pimpin, big pimpin, yeahhhh
I just wanna get me a cup, go and sticky it up For the young boys, blicky{?} it up Where the after party? Know I got the piff in the truck I'm a man stuck, and I'm the one that's gettin them up But I'm tired, can't shake that last cup Said the cops is comin, that'll wake that ass up Back to the block just to make that fast buck Then I'm in the studio spittin them bars I ain't talkin 'bout coffee but I'm gettin them (Star-bucks) Used to be, in and out of jail, you could blame it on hard luck But now I'm doin good, it's the gangster that God trust
Picture me up in the big crib (Party and Bullshit) just like Big did Sure then, hard y'know, just like a skid bid Why you think they scared of me up in the business? And when I go out, it's to party and dance Don't you think about the heat, it's just part of the pants Cause I come from the streets where e'rybody is amped So my man talk to 'em, give 'em a chance
See, I need two more Hennessy shots, bartender Two more shots of Patr?n to get up in her Ohhhhh-whoa (ha ha, we takin shots) Ohhhhh-whoa, to get up in her like One for the money, two for the dough Three for the DJ, fo' for the TKO-ohhhhhh Ohhhhh-whoa, ohhhhh-whoa
