Well I went out with a buddy or two and it was o-o-o-o-o-on And we got to the bar ’bout a quarter to 2 When it was o-o-o-o-o-on And we got gone (yeah yeah yeah) And we got gone (yeah yeah yeah) And we got go-o-o-o-o-on And we got gone (yeah yeah yeah) And we got gone (yeah yeah yeah) And we got go-o-o-o-o-on
Ho! Ho! Haha, no, not you my lady, I’m illegally parked I know Pardon my French and my Mercedes But I have no excuse for this flea market shirt I’m wearin’ My Motley Crew is beastly and we enjoy the starin’ I’m unemployed and darin’ How dare I be so cool when it’s so hot in Alabama Sometimes we get snow too And I’m as rare as a white Christmas in Miami, really The temperatures droppin’ don’t stop, bitch The ocean’s getting’ chilly
But I’m drivin’ (I’m drivin’, I’m drivin’) My people (My people) To party (To party) Party (Yeah) Some drinkin’ (Some drinkin’) Get rowdy (Get rowdy) P-P-P-P-P-Party
Well I went out with a buddy or two and it was o-o-o-o-o-on And we got to the bar ’bout a quarter to 2 When it was o-o-o-o-o-on And we got gone (yeah yeah yeah) And we got gone (yeah yeah yeah) And we got go-o-o-o-o-on And we got gone (yeah yeah yeah) And we got gone (yeah yeah yeah) And we got go-o-o-o-o-on
Ho! Ho! Yes, I jumped off the boat And I’m sinkin’ in my chair ’cause my beer bottle does not float Help me now (Now) Please enjoy the show I done come up so fast that I’m afraid of heights, I gotta go Help me down Or I’ll just learn to balance Somewhere between commercial dreams and music that is valid (Yeah) My babies need to eat so I create a simple sound The Fiasco threw me for a Lup-é, I dumbed it down, Slick Ricky Bobby
And I’m drivin’ (I’m drivin’) My people (My people) To party (To party) Party (Yeah) Some drinkin’ (Some drinkin’) Get rowdy (Get rowdy) P-P-P-P-P-Party
Well I went out with a buddy or two and it was o-o-o-o-o-on And we got to the bar ’bout a quarter to 2 When it was o-o-o-o-o-on And we got gone (yeah yeah yeah) And we got gone (yeah yeah yeah) And we got go-o-o-o-o-on And we got gone (yeah yeah yeah) And we got gone (yeah yeah yeah) And we got go-o-o-o-o-on
Yeah, my people are ridin’ in trucks and wheels oversized In such a world I reside, and you’ll let one go if your pride And enough to give you a bottle, been throwin’ troubles around I got them car keys in hand, I know what the fuck’s goin’ down Some of these people come sick, so pop their trunk for a gaze They wanna do bodily harm, they wanna live for the day We just came to get stupid, so gimmie that bottle of Crown I take my girl to my Caprice and get the fuck outta town C’mon girl
And I’m drivin’ (I’m drivin’) My people (My people) To party (To party) Party (Yeah) Some drinkin’ (Some drinkin’) Get rowdy (Get rowdy) P-P-P-P-P-Party
Well I went out with a buddy or two and it was o-o-o-o-o-on And we got to the bar ’bout a quarter to 2 When it was o-o-o-o-o-on And we got gone (yeah yeah yeah) And we got gone (yeah yeah yeah) And we got go-o-o-o-o-on And we got gone (yeah yeah yeah) And we got gone (yeah yeah yeah) And we got go-o-o-o-o-on