Earl on the beat Runnin' up bands, got my guap up (runnin', yeah) All the bad hoes wanna top us (yeah, yeah) Too many wild parties on the yacht (wild) Me and Boat got kicked out the yacht club (out the yacht club) Ayy, ayy, air it out Pull up at your

As the years went by, we drifted apart I felt a shadow cross my heart I knew he was different, in his sexuality I went to his parties, as a straight minority It never seemed a threat to my masculinity He only introduced me to a wider reality When I heard

We go to parties We never argue But baby something's changed We say I love you We ain't got no love anymore We say don't worry But I think we got to This house is burning 'Cause baby something's changed

I left the lights, the cars, the parties on the strip The up all nights and your sunrise kiss Yeah I was a fool to think I could just move on It's like that blue water ran up the highway It's so intense, it's blowing out my tail gate And that sunset is

Oh I got it girl You always come to the parties I got you, girl Oh, I got it, girl With your Louie V. Bag, tats on your arms High heel shoes make you six feet tall Everybody wants you, you can have them all

I'll be thinking about you baby Here's to the good life or so they say All those parties and games that all those people play They tell me this is the place to be All those beautiful people and nothing to see Sometimes I feel like something is gone here

cmon pretty baby heard you got a boyfriend you don't want anymore you're just as fine as any girl could be i would take you everywhere to parties to i would do most anything you would want me to do i heard about you a long time ago and if you will be

Everyone looks dead and half asleep Call up all your friends and follow me There's a couple parties going on right up the street Lets rage, rage, rage If you want to sit here on your ass, that's fine But as for me, I'm gone! If you see me, and were

Litty again, litty again Hopped in the Wraith and I bought it, it's litty again All of my parties is poppin', you know that we litty again Pourin' the fours on Collins, you know that we litty again They don't want to see the squad They don't want to see

Tonight, tonight, tonight Joy to the city I go to the parties Throw my hands in the air I drink what they pour me The cups of who cares Go up in the night sky Up in the clouds Fly over the houses