| Now raise your drinks at the bar, Butts and bras
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| House speakers coming out your sneakers
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| Come on and release the juice. |
| And let it all
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| Hang out like prostitutes. |
| For those that don’t
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| Know, I’m back up in ya grill. |
| Set it off, can I do
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| Another spill, I make the speakers go boom in
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| Your ear. |
| Write a rhyme, put it together like
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| Shakespeare. |
| Drop it in the streets, you bump it
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| In your Jeeps. |
| We make it phat enough, Now
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| Everybody get your drinks up Get your drinks
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| Up Get your drinks up Get your drinks Get your
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| Drinks Get your drinks up
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| Put your head in the air
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| Bounce like you really don’t care
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| Bounce Bounce
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| I could take you there
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| Bounce Bounce
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| Are you scared? |
| Tell me, are you scared?
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| Baby, put your head in the air
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| Bounce like you really don’t care
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| Bounce Bounce
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| I could take you there
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| Bounce Bounce
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| Are you scared? |
| Tell me, are you scared?
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| Cause I get crazy, party with your friends all
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| Night. |
| In the club feeling love, everything’s all
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| Right. |
| Now Come on along and just ride this
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| Song. |
| To the proper cuttin rhythm. |
| Dj cuttin it
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| Raw, To the break dawn, Got it going on, Keep
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| You hot in the shade, While I go in a rage, I got
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| Pounds and pounds of this so go on down to
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| This, I ain’t net to this, Woo, dope I’m sellin ya
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| Keepin' you coming back, Capable of cutting up
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| The party like a lumberjack, Thought I wasn’t
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| Capable but yet I get the flava bro, Back to the
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| Lab, grab the pen and pad. |
| Yeah, droppin' science
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| That you thought I never had, And if you came
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| Here to party like you don’t give a Fuck. |
| Put your
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| Drinks up, Put your drinks up, Wooha, Wooha |