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Wake up in the morning feeling like P Diddy (Hey, what up girl?)
Put my glasses on, Im out the door - Im gonna hit this city

Before I leave, brush my teeth with a bottle of Jack

Cause when I leave for the night, I aint coming back

Im talking - pedicure on our toes,
Trying on all our clothes,
Boys blowing up our phones,
Drop-toping, playing our favorite cds
Pulling up to the parties
Trying to get a little bit tipsy

Dont stop, make it pop DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, Imma fight Til we see the sunlight
Tick tock, on the click But the party dont stop.

Aint got a care in world, but got plenty of beer
Aint got no money in my pocket, but Im already here
Now, the dudes are lining up cause they hear we got swagger

But we kick em to the curb unless they look like Mick Jagger

Im talking about - everybody getting crunk, Boys trying to touch my junk,

Gonna smack him if he getting too drunk,
Now, now - we goin til they kick us out,
Or the police shut us down,
Police shut us down, Po-po shut us -

DJ, you build me up You break me down
My heart, it pounds
Yeah, you got me With my hands up
You got me now
You gotta that sound Yea, you got me
No, the party dont stop until I walk in





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