Lyrics:
the effects
I mix cd's and treat 'em like album shit
Our albums
We treat 'em like the president elections
On our champagne campaign livin' up dresses
America was never to be as sober
Yak Yak Bourbon and a-moonshine
America's one big party time
Drink Scat Whiskey or-a bathtub gin
Mix it in a cocktail
Yeah
Yeah
Mannnnnn
My motto was if they was hatin homie
It is what it is
Use to play games dawg
Like I was out wit my kids
Use to throw wild partys
like many straight trees don't even mix Coke with the Henney
Flow with so many styles ladies open all night like Denys
24 hours party people soakin' in
can see just by the smell
Like a ship from Little Sicily, my niggas got the shells
Give 'em hell, make a trigger start singing off like Adele
Hot
like I'm down at the disco
And we gonna keep it going like Crisco
'cause the DJ grab the record by the fist full
By the crate full, and we grateful
When
[Timbaland talking:]
Da Da Da Da Da Da
Yes yes yes yes yes yes
It's me again baby, Timbaland
And uh, we doin somethin like dis
Hear da beat?
Uh
We had a good time
We had ourselves a good ass time
Memories all in my mind drinking wine
When we had a good time
Mix the vibe and the side in my
that's okay I got none
But fuck it what you drinking on
That smells like Capitan Morgan
More important, I got capsules in my pocket
We could mix us one
We
getting jealous by the look I'm catchin'
I hate dumb skeezers, MC beater
Drop 5 grand on my bird white needer?
Smooth like ice, don't get nice
Just turn up
she like the way I make a couple mill
By myself I got the skill
I'm addictive like a pill
Pop open this Henny mix it with the cola
Money I got plenty
feels like a lifetime
nothing to do
but we party in the night time
but life gets crazy sometimes
mix the lean with the weed it combines
speed dial
Pour me a cup of that dusse mix it wit patty and call it patusse
All in the vibe feeling groovy smoking on dank cloud high like its soul plane
Hot
when I ask "you wanna leave the zip-code?"
Say "sure" and be me
But this is my party
Stroll by if you want to
Or y'all can stay home
But why would you
on the radio
Tell the DJ spin it on the mix show
Make a brother feel like I'm down at the disco
And we gonna keep it going like Crisco
Cause the DJ grab
I called Chad on Wednesday night
So we could make plans for Thursday night
He said "we could go hit the Peapods"
I was like yeah, that's my
Shorty got a body she a hottie yeah
Raise the temperature like hot tamale yeah
Baby rollin' off a fuckin' molly yeah
At the party you know we don't
this bitch up like fireflies
Lets party til Sundown
Let's do whatever baby fuck the rundown
We goin get back to the crib somehow
Or we can get a room
something for the big sums
See if I can fit all my regrets between the kick drums
We all know the killers no one knows the victims
That's why I like
a gun (Bring it)
Now we slow mode like the mix til I'm done (Zacy)
I ain't the son had em blocked like UV
Holy hound, hold me down now like juve do
Goofy
will do these things, I won't stop bitch
I like to go to the club mix and mingle
Nigga plays his dick like a 12 inch single
Yeah, so what you
that cul-de-sac me and AD
Right back in the mix
Hits
Sending em
Blitz
No tag playing bitch i'm it
It's only a few that popped out of the Low
By the look
they like what is that ish
I be like gone puff puff pass on dat bishhh
And if you scared
Then get out my vip, bishhh
Party party party
Yeah we partake
and party with us
Bad bitch big butt she gone shake it for us
Strip club big bucks and we throwing it up
Activis in my cup and we pouring it up
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