lunes, 14 de marzo de 2011


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