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on my body
In my pants there's a private party and you're invited

Wicked ([Pitbull]Loose)
Wicked,wicked,wicked ([Pitbull]Loose Loose)
Wicked
Them patron shots make you wanna
Give it to Kev
Had you all in my car, yea girl I'm a star
We getting money over here
Blow a ray by the bar
Smell
no job
Pushing in my momma van, stop for gas on Rosecrans
Trust me these niggas rushed me for something my cousin probably did
Guilty by association
it's a celebration (baby, let's turn up)
Patrón and lemonade, you can barely taste it (that's what's in my cup)
(Patrón and lemonade) Patrón
smoke, sip, pop pilly

Keep purple in my cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup
Keep purple in my cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup
Keep purple in my cup, cup
on and I'm home
Get the Patron and tell them that it's on

Ayyo, they wanna be like me
Recreate my flow, imitate my flow
The relate my flow by while they try
a hot girl in the club
I'm feelin' so conceited 'cause everybody is giving me love
But hold up, wait a minute 'cause my cup is going empty
I need
a hot girl in the club
I'm feelin' so conceited 'cause everybody is giving me love
But hold up, wait a minute 'cause my cup is going empty
I need
This that new Trina baby
Get up sucker

I got a bottle
(Got a bottle)
I got a cup
(Got a cup)
I got ice
(Got ice)
So what's up?
(What's up?)

Walk in
On another level if you diss me 
Got a couple girls an they kissing 
Got henny in they cups empty bottles couple shots on your own more shots of patron
through masked up
And all my girls in the club working fa a dub
Work that pole and let them hoes know whats sup ummmm

[Chorus: x2 Pitbull]

[Trina:]
it yeah)
I been sippin on patron (patron)
I got my flexin on' (flex flex)
Aint no such thing as too much in the cup
Fill it up fill it up (fill it up
I'm really who I say I am
I hustle everyday I can I'm not a homo sapien
Pressure in my blunt bitch I get faded by the hour
Ain't gotta clutch my gun for
the TP and mix it with the marijuana
Now I'm bouta show out
I got a shot in my cup
And I'm probably gone pour about four out
Shawty abusing the liquor
I'm
like Jackie Chan
Styrofoam cup tight in my hand
Just cause we from Tennessee
We get drunk off Jackie Dan
Hot in the club might need a fan
Pass me some
Tron and vodka, bitch que pasa, break out the patron and vodka
Break it out, toke it up, mix that shit up in my cup
Break it out, toke it up, mix that
My flow was opium, we cock bottles and open them
The relevance

Stop by, tryna see a nigga
All I buy is these trees, king
100 ki's in them
a wheelchair
But I'm standin' in the booth and the skills are still here
Yeah, the hustler home, the hustler home
Let's celebrate a toast with a cup of Patron
get the patron and tell them that it's on

ay, yo, they wanna be like me
recreate my flow, imitate my flow, then relate my flow
by while they try
bopping, then you say
Pass me the Patron & then her panties gone!
Yo, looking at my watch, it's a quarter past four
The room steady spinning & my eyes are
While Patron's passed around
Come get your shots in
Just to say you did it
Everybody getting throwed
And we ain't playing with it
I'm not a rookie by far
You can see that Im coming
You can see that Im ready
Got patron in my cup
Got my gun off safety
Keep these hoes on my line
Hold up now
Gemme a second
get u gone all on my own
Hit the scene in a unknown 
Drive by's wasn't into that
Walk down where u really at
Send slugs to yo fitted hat
Turn that bitch
Yeah it's goin' down
(Y'all know what time it is)
Lil Jon, Three 6 Mafia!

Goose got me loose
Gone off patron
Money in my pocket
And I'm all up in

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