I don’t see no setting of the sun
So why can’t we have a little bit of fun
[Verse 1]
Is your Panasonics up, good that means you can hear me
Q. Allanz’s the one who grabs the mic and speaks clearly
Everything I’m saying’s coming out sincerely
Might make you love me, might make you fear me
You want better reception, well, come on stand near
Communication, text message or Bluetooth earpiece
Hustlers love it, though I slangs it weirdly
Women in short skirts on the side ready to cheerlead
Yeah, you feel the bass
Your spine is twistin’ the sweats’ drippin’ up off your face
It’s gone ve hard to get up and just walk away
‘Cuz this another one of those anthems to rocc the nation
This how it is when I get brought to play
I’m finna locc the game, and have it hot and racing
Here I go, ready to stomp and rage
When on or off the stage, it doesn’t matter I blaze ‘em
[Hook]
No, they ain’t knowing, keep the beat going
Let me show you all how the hood shines
Wanna get it on, what you sippin’ on
Bottoms up, we gone have a good time
Do you thang girl, yeah it’s your world
Come on, let me see you shake and spin
Get up on the floor, what you waiting for
Sunrise, we gone do it all again
[Verse 2]
It’s too early to leave
I got a tricc on my, I mean a tricc up my leave
Bartender can you run it back
Hunnessy, that’s Hennessy mixed with Hunid Racks
Grown ups only, this ain’t high school and running laps
I’m a grizzly, no time to ve messing with thunder cats
Steadily pimpin’ that, we just wanna have fun
Everybody put it up, represent where you’re from
This Westside, L.A. uh playa, that’s what I say uh
Yeah, I spray a K uh, on the grounds were you stay uh
Then find me a P.Y.T. I can lay up in
While the ambulance is on their way to save ya
So much flavor cold as the Hemalayas
Gangstas in them ‘64s hyphy homies in scrapers
To the world broadcasting from the Golden State uh
Getting further and making moves major, get at ya boy
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
I gets my groove on
‘Til I can’t breathe, put that on my tombstone
Freak show, get it jumping with no parachute on
Flow like a tornado, with this one I’mma move home
Aw, the mood is right the moon is bright
The gold ones on the Coupe is tight
We all acting a fool sippin’ on brew tonight
In the crowd piccin’ and choose who we gone screw tonight
Homies chillin’, but they will let off the tools and fight
Honeys dressed, hair done and there boobs is nice
At this point, anything goes
Stay cautious on what you do ‘cuz you reap what you sow
But we party hardy looking so deep on the floor
Long lasting night trying to keep up with the flow
Insomniacs finna creep through the door
The life of a vampire, what you think we came here for
[Hook]
[Break]
Everybody in the parking lot, even in the crowd
On the dance floor, in the club get wild
Now, swing to the right, swing to the left
Twist all around ‘til you run out of breath
[repeat twice]
[Hook]