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 (Lets go) 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, toes Trying on all our clothes, clothes Boys blowing up our phones, phones Drop-toping, playing our favorite cds Pulling up to the parties Trying to get a little bit tipsy [CHORUS] Dont stop, make it pop DJ, blow my speakers up Tonight, Imma fight Til we see the sunlight Tick tock, on the clock But the party dont stop Woah-oh oh oh Woah-oh oh oh [Chorus] 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, crunk Boys trying to touch my junk, junk Gonna smack him if he getting too drunk, drunk Now, now
