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I see ya in the club showing Ke$ha love
Ain't trippin' on them bitches that be hatin'
Catch a dub, chuck a deuces
Y'all hatin's useless
It's such a nuisance
Y'all chickens keep your two cents
And keep your dollars, keep your loot
I'm fresher than that Gucci
Them boys, they want my coochie
I say "Nope, I'm no hoochie"
Your homegirl hatin'
I say "Who she?"
Ke$ha don't give two fucks
I came to start the ruckus
And ya wanna party with us
Cause we crazy ...
Uh-huh!
Let's get crazy, let's live it up
I get plenty bitches, I ain't getting enough
Wake up on 'em, damn, there's breakfast on bed
Just orange juice, no bacon and eggs
My system is loud, my weed is louder
And the club make it rain, no scattered showers
A little bit of that, a whole lot of this
Ta-ta-ta-ta-take your pick
I got bands, I got bands, bring yo chick, bring yo friend
Like they bopping for apples, how they do it with no hands
Baby girl, lose your man, let's disappear
Juicy J so fly, I come with landing gear
I mailed in a bitch where she'll fuck free
Cause she wanna meet, then that must be trippy
In Miami on the beach with the college girls
'Bout to take these freaks to Molly world
This is all we've got and then it's gone
You call us the crazy ones
But we gon' keep on dancing till the dawn
Cause you know the party never ends
And tomorrow we gonna do it again
We the ones that play hard
We live hard, we love hard
We light up the dark