Pound the alarm! Oh, oh, oh, come fill my glass up a little more We 'bout to get up, and burn this floor You know we getting hotter, and hotter Sexy and hotter, let's shut it down Music, makes me, high Yo, what I gotta do to show these girls that I own

Take my money! Drive this car through the drive thru please Oh whoa oh oh Take my money, take my keys From the floor to the ceiling, running and stealing Everybody's gonna go big tonight In a couple hours we'll be like, Everybody in the place catch that

The Rites of Man Let me hear the band Play the Rites of Man Come on and lift my head Lead me to the door Oh make me understand Raise me off the floor Come on and pick me up Found my coat

Don't burn out, don't burn out on me It's just another damn part, don't let it get the best of you It's only up from the floor, light everything inside of you Won't you box it up for me? Oh, give me strength, and give me peace Does anyone out there

Smack that, all on the floor, Smack that, give me some more, Smack that, oooh. I feel you creepin', I can see you from my shadow. Wanna jump up in my Lamborghini Gallardo. Maybe go to my place and just kick it, like Taebo. And possibly bend you over.

(Oh forever) Ohh, forever, forever And he opened up his mouth Oh, forever forever The pusher was the feet and the feet the floor We got a little bit well we got a little more Once we count to four then we count to ten We'll take up every bit that we give

Go to the penthouse floor (let's go, let's go, let's go) All this trouble in this here town All this shit going down When will they focus, on this Streets ride up with the TV crews Look ma, we on the news But they didn't notice Before this They float

The Rites of Man Let me hear the band Play the Rites of Man Come on and lift my head Lead me to the door Oh make me understand Raise me off the floor Come on and pick me up Found my coat

48 floors, that's the way we going Open up the Wraith doors, oh yeah And don't make me wait for ya Pussy so good, I should have to pay for it, oh yeah And don't make me wait for it Pussy so good, I should have to pay for it So good, I should have to pay

Yeah, yeah, yeah, Yeah turn on the lights, getting ready for the night Nobody's romancing, 'cause it's too early for dancing But here comes the music With the rest of the clowns Sweepin' the floors, open up the doors Bright light's flashing They cover up