All my real party people, stand on them couches right now!
Put your bottles up!
Busta Rhymes!
Big Ali New York City!
Watch out, Maya, when the danger's on.
Just give me the ass.
Don't leave me alone.
with the ass or you could go home shorty getting fast with me acting nasty and grown she with everything she love i will keep it gotta lick in the mac lip gloss smelling like cocoa butter
We in a corner where it's dark like we close and shut up.
Mommy thirsty and she want me to put it on her.
It surely started to moan.
I can move it like she's taking me home.
Baby, get horny on me when she smell my cologne.
Now she wildin' and she tryna sip up on my Patron.
And sip up my Ciroc while I'm all in the zone.
See, ma, I already know how to hack.
Go ahead, open it up for me.
Let me blow out your bag.
What's up, girl?
Let's get though.
After the club, I'll take you home.
But for now, here's some patrol.
Avion, do say your song.
Shots, shots, take it.
Damn, it's hot.
Let's get naked.
Let's get wasted.
No ice.
That's for watches, chains, braces Bottles of ace So many spades in the place They callin' me poker face
Light up the place, just like the sun in your face.
Sparkle is high in the air, just to be perfectly clear.
We raise the bar that we buy it, buy it.
Bottas up, let's start a riot.
B-B-B-B-B-B-B-B-B-B
