21 mar 2011

alba's and fanny's song

in the morning feeling like P Diddy
put my on, I`m out the door
I'm gonna hit this city (Lets go)
Before I leave with a bottle of Jack
Cause when I leave for the night, I ain't coming back
I'm talking - toes
Trying on all our clothes, clothes
Boys blowing up our ,
Drop-topping, playing our favorite cds
Pulling up to the
Trying to get a little bit tipsy
Don't , make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
To , Imma fight
Till we see the sunlight
Tick tock, on the
But the party don't stop
Woah-oh oh oh
Woah-oh oh oh (x2)

Ain't got a care in world, but got plenty of
Ain't got no money in my pocket, but I'm already here
And now the dudes are lining up cause they we got swagger
But we kick em to the curb unless they look like Mick Jagger
I'm talking about getting crunk, crunk
Boys trying to touch my junk, junk
Gonna smack him if he getting too , ,
Now, now - we goin till they kick us out, out
Or the shut us down, down
Police shut us down, down
Po-po shut us -

Don't stop, make it
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, Imma
Till we see the sunlight
tick tock, on the clock
But the party don't stop
Woah-oh oh oh
Woah-oh oh oh (x2)

, you build me up
You break me down
My , it pounds
Yeah, you got me
With my
You got me now
You got that
Yea, you got me

DJ, you build me up
You break me down
My heart, it pounds
, you got me
With my hands up


Put your up
Put your hands up
No, the party don't start until I in

Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my up
Tonight, Imma fight
Till we see the
Tick tock, on the clock
But the party don't stop
Woah-oh oh oh
Woah-oh oh oh (x2)