I a toke and a guzzle now I'm ready to go I think my brain's fuzzy from the chemicals The girl the bar looks so pretty to me But I don't know if it's her or the ecstasy
We got one and an old chevette We're not sure which one we to show her yet I'm talking one shot, two shot, three shots, She came into the bar respectable but left a
We gonna up, until we get enough So throw hands up, uh, oh, uh, oh We're rip it up and we ain't stoppin' we get to Monday morning, uh, oh, uh, oh
I got chickens in my coop, they down for gettin' it on They hardly my face but know the words to my song I'm having visions of euphoria, just feeling Ain't got a nickel to my name but they still with me
We pull up to the corner to purchase some snacks But I head to the pharmacy to buy profilacs I'm putting one stunt, two girls, chicks, four the back of my ride but I can fit no more
We gonna party up, we get enough So your hands up, uh, oh, uh, oh We're gonna rip it up and we ain't Till we get to morning, uh, oh, uh, oh
We party up, until we get enough So throw your up, uh, oh, uh, oh We're gonna rip it up and we ain't Till we get to morning, uh, oh, uh, oh
Picked up chick 'cause we like the way she sounds After a an hour we don't like her around She's tipsy and a 12 dollar drink on the ground And she has a lot to say but none of profound, uh, oh, uh, oh
Smoke, y'all Cheeba, cheeba Get y'all And you stop
We gonna up, until we get enough So throw your up, uh, oh, uh, oh We're rip it up and we ain't stoppin' Till we get to morning, uh, oh, uh, oh
(Smoke, y'all) We gonna party up, we get enough (Cheeba, y'all) (Get y'all) So your hood up, uh, oh, uh, oh (And you stop)
(Smoke, y'all) gonna rip it up and we ain't stoppin' (Cheeba, y'all) (Get y'all) we get to Monday morning, uh, oh, uh, oh (And you stop)
It's get it on, okay Alright, and roll