Yeah, you hear me?
Just got my hair braided,
car waxed,
put on my player face.
Oh, it's 12 o'clock.
It's about to be on.
Hey, yo, Shnook!
♪ I said,
I'll be on, I'll be on,
until the end of my life.
♪
♪ Need
lots of pair of seamen sleeves,
armed with the Franklin's wheelie.
♪
♪ Gotta toss a lumpy,
and not for the keepin',
for four pages deep.
♪
♪ When I'm out there seepin',
creepin',
chicken heads weak,
and your girl I be freakin'.
♪
♪ Since your man he be sleepin',
girl,
stop your weepin',
let him be be raisin' the ceiling.
♪
♪ Oh,
I said, I'll be on,
I'll be on,
until the end of my life.
♪
♪ I said,
I'll be on,
we gonna party till the break of dawn.
♪
♪ Gotta brought a thong tie,
baby,
you the shh,
here to give a good time.
♪
♪ Pickin' up your four sides,
later in the boomerang,
you're the player's pick.
♪
♪ Only with the big dogs, hangin' with my click.
Punk,
you better think twice,
you don't wanna trick.
♪
♪ Put away your pistol,
sip upon this crystal,
catch up on the insta,
watch him honey-sip.
♪
♪ I said,
I'll be on, I'll be on,
until the end of my life.
♪
♪ I said, I'll be on,
we gonna party till the break of dawn.
♪
♪ We wearin' fishnet stockin',
fake dress and tummy tuckin'.
Low rider jeans are rockin'.
♪
♪ Those who the dudes be talkin',
hot cars and roads be blockin'.
We ball so girls be flockin'.
♪
♪ A lot of cherries poppin',
upstairs we're boostin' again.
♪
♪ First things first,
when you rockin' with raw,
unroll that,
throw that on the floor.
Like that,
smoke that.
Be careful,
don't like that chick here,
we don't.
♪
♪ Crazy in here,
I got low riders,
no type of underwears.
Ninety-nine bananas and stricklin' Belvedere.
♪
♪ Winin' my boutique, like I just don't care.
Chicks feelin' me, I'm like I just don't care.
Cats feelin' me.
♪
♪ Cause all bottles over here,
uh,
so cool,
that's why they breezed over here.
Runnin' fingers in my hair.
And they checkin' out my gear.
♪
♪ Wonderin' where I'm from and I'm not from here.
Shorty breath, nah, right?
So I'm outta here.
I'm bout to cop a bottle of Henny and get up on the floor.
♪
♪ Cause the party ain't a party without Shaggy and Roy. Come on.
Come on and party with me.
Ain't no better place to be.
When we come to stop the party,
can't nobody do it like we.
Come on and party with me.
Ain't no better place to be.
Loosen up, set yourself free.
Take a chance, I'm back to my feet.
♪
♪ I'm out there,
I'm singin',
armed with the Franklin's wheelin'.
Gotta dance while I'm peepin',
not for the keepin'.
Uh-oh, Paige is geekin'.
When I'm out there seekin',
creepin',
chicken head's weakin',
ya girl,
I be freakin'.
Since your man,
he be sleepin',
girls start to weepin',
and you know we be raisin' the sleepin'.