| We can chill up in the club, we can pop a little bub | |
| We can chill up in the | |
| VIPYou can show a nigga love, you can give me back rubs | |
| Yeah, baby, come and party with me (hey) | |
| Yeah, baby, come and party with me (hey) | |
| Yeah, baby, come and party with me (hey) | |
| Yeah, baby, come and party with me (hey) | |
| Yeah, baby, come and party with me (hey)[Hook: LL Cool J (girl)] | |
| One-two, and pump it up, and one-two (ah back it up) | |
| One-two, and pump it up, and one-two (ah back it up) | |
| One-two, and pump it up, and one-two (ah back it up) | |
| One-two, and pump it up[LL Cool J] | |
| They say what happens in | |
| Vegas, stays in | |
| VegasIf this ain't | |
| Vegas, let's pretend it's | |
| VegasI know what you up to, your skirt's outrageous | |
| But I'm so fucked up that | |
| I forgot what your name is | |
| We can jump in my drop-head and pop the throttle | |
| Live our lives for the moment, baby, fuck tomorrow | |
| Kool-Aid smile on your face, popping a bottle | |
| Like you had an orgasm and you hit the lotto | |
| Throw ya hands in the sky, why, am | |
| ISo, damn fly, can't deny | |
| My shit's tight, gear, sit right | |
| Ear, big ice, j-yeah, that's right | |
| Lights are flashing, living life with passion | |
| And if this was a movie, you would be perfect casting | |
| You killing me slowly, baby, you're like an assassin | |
| And you know that | |
| I'm married, so why the fuck you keep asking[Chorus][Fat Joe] | |
| Now you can get with this or you can get with that | |
| You wanna pop | |
| Crys', then you need to get with | |
| CrackThe whip's a 26 and the motor's in the back | |
| I call it | |
| Big Meats cuz the shit is all black | |
| Now you fucking with | |
| Coco, baby, | |
| I'm the poster, baby | |
| I'm a hustler's dream, you suppose to pay me | |
| I was dope in the airness, now | |
| I stick crack | |
| I stay fly, you seen a | |
| G four on smack, now listen | |
| Don't you wanna party with me? | |
| Where the kush is blowing and the | |
| E is freeAnd the world is yours, it say it right on the blimp | |
| And that yacht's so big, we gotta call it a ship, hey | |
| Punks nigga, gun in the palm, nigga | |
| Pop off, whenever it's on, nigga | |
| Not tonight, | |
| I wanna hear my song | |
| And let Flex drops bombs when the shit come on, let's get it[Chorus][Sheek Louch] | |
| Ok, Flex let | |
| Sheek on his | |
| Cool J shit | |
| Levi's, black chuckers, hope the deuce deuce fit | |
| Two-seater, little reefer, pass the old fever | |
| Showing her what hip hop is | |
| Todd Smith, | |
| G. Rap, nigga, | |
| Kane and Biz | |
| And if I talk | |
| L.O.X., I'm getting heavy sex | |
| This early, imagine when it get to | |
| FlexToxic heavy, all black | |
| ChevySheek got 'em wet, like somebody hit the levy's | |
| I got a little | |
| Porsche, but the truck fit more | |
| More goons, more chicks, when it's time to score | |
| I'm straight out the door, boned from a raw | |
| Swimming pool bottom of it, big as | |
| ShakurV.I. | |
| P. cool, but the | |
| God at the bar | |
| Partying, no shirts, tats over the scar | |
| Ice in the sharper, come here, ma, | |
| I mean[Chorus][Hook] |