I a toke and a guzzle now I'm ready to go I think my brain's feeling fuzzy from the The girl across the bar 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 one we want to show her yet I'm talking one shot, two shot, shots, four She came into the bar but left a whore
We gonna party up, 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
I got some in my coop, they down for gettin' it on They recognize 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 rolling me
We pull up to the store to purchase some snacks But I straight to the pharmacy to buy profilacs I'm putting one stunt, two girls, three chicks, the back of my ride but I can fit no more
We party up, until we get enough So your 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
We party up, until we get enough So throw your up, uh, oh, uh, oh We're gonna rip it up and we stoppin' Till we get to morning, uh, oh, uh, oh
Picked up this chick 'cause we like the way she After a half an hour we don't 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, smoke Cheeba, y'all Get y'all And you don't
We party up, until we get enough So throw your up, uh, oh, uh, oh We're gonna rip it up and we stoppin' we get to Monday 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