Letras
Everybody grab your best friend
And get on the dance floor right now
On the floor
Get ready to fuck some shit up
Let's fuck it up
Let's go
Where your friends at?
Bitch, where your friends at?
Where your friends at?
Bitch, where your friends at?
Where your friends at?
Bitch, where your friends at?
Where your friends at?
Bitch, where your friends at?
Where we at? We at the club
All you dumb bitches wanna get with us
All their boyfriends be acting tough
Drop that act, can't keep it up, uh
Like I got a disco ball
Let that thing hang off the wall
How you gonna stand there like a tree?
All y'all bitches wanna ball with me, yeah
Get busy, go and go get it
Fit four friends in the back of your Civic
Me and Brae, we never lack
Yeah, all y'all cannot fuck with the swag
I'll dolphin dive off a building
Yeah, just to show you I'm with it
Go grab your friends and get busy
Now bust a move and get jiggy
Where your friends at?
Bitch, where your friends at?
Where your friends at?
Bitch, where your friends at?
Where your friends at?
Bitch, where your friends at?
Where your friends at?
Bitch, where your friends at?
JVB on T-O-P
Feet kicked up in the BnB
IPhone stuck on DND
While me and JV playing DVDs
Viva La Bam on the big TV
Rob and Big on MTV
You sucka MC's really envy me
You wanna be like B-R-A-E
I got sauce, I got dough
My bankroll like a sushi roll
E-ZPass, don't pay the tolls
You four foot two, lookin' like a troll
Sippin' on Monster, shout out my sponsor
Red, yellow, green, Air Force, I'm Rasta
I don't got dreads, but I got bread