When the sun goes down, we get on the floor When we light it up, all you see is the smoke Smoke signals in the sky, when we burn the club up Guess who's going down tonight, Malibu with juice in my head I got the perfect view right now, them girls be looking my way Yeah we live the sexy life, not about the world but two ways When we set the place on fire, we secure the lights go red Shawty I better hold on tight, when the bass is into your chest It goes off like dynamite, and we're likely blow up that dress When we party we go hottie, lottie, dottie, no joke You'll see more explosions than that at my monthly cruise show When the sun goes down, we get on the floor When we light it up, all you see is the smoke Smoke signals in the sky, when we burn the club up When the sun goes down, we get on the floor When we light it up, all you see is the smoke Smoke signals in the sky, when we burn the club up Smoke signals in the air, when we taking over this town Dirty wine in everywhere, pretty girls be surfing the crowd We can dance the night away, we can drink until we lose count Of how many shots we had, and how much is left to drink down Shawty I better hold on tight, when the bass is into your chest It goes off like dynamite, and we're likely blow up that dress When we party we go hottie, lottie, dottie, no joke You'll see more explosions than that at my monthly cruise show When the sun goes down, we get on the floor When we light it up, all you see is the smoke Smoke signals in the sky, when we burn the club up Smoke signals in the sky, when we burn the club up When the sun goes down, we get on the floor When we light it up, all you see is the smoke Smoke signals in the sky, when we burn the club up Smoke signals in the sky, when we burn the club up Smoke signals in the sky, when we burn the club up Smoke signals in the sky, when we burn the club up When the sun goes down, we get high on the floor When we light it up, all you see is the smoke Smoke signals in the sky, when we burn the club up Smoke signals in the sky, when we burn the club up When the sun goes down, we get high on the floor When we light up, all you see is the smoke Smoke signals in the sky, when we burn the club up Smoke signals in the sky, when we burn the club up