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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh yeah
Party jumping off on a Thursday night
Lil P, L.D., and T's to the right
The bass is booming and the crowd is loud
We're about to tell them move our gear Oak style
Oak style, Oak style, Oak style, Oak style
Lil P rolling in a drop top Benz
Dissing all suckers and pulling all men
L.D. to the right, and T's to the back
Perpetrators jocking in a pink Cadillac
Sucker pulls up on the side of D
D speeds up, can't handle me
My records are booming and my pockets are full
You jocking every girl that you think you should
Should, should, should, should
Waving our hands of the club we love
Doing it like this, cause that's what time it was
It's time to get ill, we've got the bill
Club is cold packed until capacity filled
Filled, filled, filled, now sing
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh yeah
The P in the name to the cold in the game
Jocks always drool when they call her name
They offer her money and exotic things
He struck out loud, fool you must be insane, say, say, say
I'm going to the top and to the top I'll go
I don't need perpetrators to give me blow
I'm high on the charts, I'm high at the bank
You spitting fake game, besides your breath stanks
Take a hit of Binaca and a blast of this
Go back in your hole cause you ain't shh, shh, shh, shh, shh
Waving our hands of the club we love
Doing it like this, cause that's what time it was
It's time to get ill, we've got the bill
Club is cold packed until capacity filled
Filled, filled, filled, now sing
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh yeah
Young D
Chilling by the pool in our hotel
It's about that time and I can tell
Punks are jocking tryna bring the noise