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

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

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

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

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