Wake up in the morning feeling like P Diddy
Put my glasses on I'm out the door
I'm gonna hit this city (Let's go)
Brush my teeth with a bottle of Jack
Cause when I leave for the night I ain't coming back
I'm talking - pedicure on our toes toes
Trying on all our clothes clothes
Boys blowing up our phones phones
Drop-toping playing our favorite CDs
Pulling up to the parties
Trying to get a little bit tipsy
Ain't got a care in world
Ain't got no money in my pocket
And now the dudes are lining up
Cause they hear we got swagger
But we kick 'em to the curb unless they look like Mick Jagger
I'm talking about - everybody getting crunk crunk
Boys trying to touch my junk junk
Gonna smack him if he getting too drunk drunk
Now now - we goin' til they kick us out out
Or the police shut us down down
My heart it pounds yeah you got me
You gotta that sound yeah you got me
My heart it pounds yeah you got me
No the party don't stop until I walk in
Lrc by bayan from LK Lyrics Group