Hey..Hey.. (Track Eaters bitch) (Drop) (Verse 1)[Mike Antoniotti] So if you in this thang, you feelin' right Then throw your hands up to the sky I got my drink, my swag is on I buy the bar, wh-what you want? Yeah this is for my team up in the VIP, what? And this is for my ladies in the strip club Yeah this is for all of you on the floor So bottoms up and do it more Here today, gone tomorrow We gon let it all out tonight Here today, gone tomorrow We gon kill it right (Chorus) Now let me see your hands up (your hands up) Yup your hands up (your hands up) Yup your hands up (your hands up) Up, alright Said let me see your hands up (your hands up) Yup your hands up (your hands up) Yup your hands up (your hands up) Up, alright (Hey) (Verse 2)[Mike Antoniotti] Yeah I feel like a star, girls all around Patron it is, I'm zonin' out Ain't gotta talk, she know the gang Track Eater bitch, you know the name Yeah this is for my team up in the VIP, what? No ruffles but you know we got out chips up Yeah this is for all of you on the floor So bottoms up and do it more Here today, gone tomorrow We gon let it all out tonight Here today, gone tomorrow We gon kill it right (Chorus) Now let me see your hands up (your hands up) Yup your hands up (your hands up) Yup your hands up (your hands up) Up, alright Said let me see your hands up (your hands up) Yup your hands up (your hands up) Yup your hands up (your hands up) Up, alright (Hey) (Verse 3)[C.G.] She said, keys to the benz? Nah fuck that, just me and your friends After tonight won't see ya again, We get it in then I'm leavin' a ten..leavin' a ten? For the taxi, Just dont ask me to stay at the pad, no maxi, Like my girls like I like my sex, not classy, just nasty One night so let's do it all, Couple more bottles put em on my card Skin so soft but she go hard, Booty so big but her waist so small, o lord Mike tell her, all I do is get drunk then spend dough Ask whats her name what its hittin for, Then let her blow me like Nintendo Real talk, this ain't no game Bout 10 deep, say hello to the gang Track Eater representer, If you tryna hang you should know our name, If your don't your lame Next night, new city, Jet flight, 2 biddies tig ol bitties Wake up in the morning feelin like P.Diddy Drank too much, so I'm feelin' shitty You live once, so you gotta live it up 2 hits of the blunt then you gotta give it up Puff puff pass that shit to your neighbor Fill it with success then blow it on a hater I'm underrated and overhated but I love it all You don't like me? Heres a straw and a glass to suck my balls (Chorus)[Repeat] Now let me see your hands up (your hands up) Yup your hands up (your hands up) Yup your hands up (your hands up) Up, alright Said let me see your hands up (your hands up) Yup your hands up (your hands up) Yup your hands up (your hands up) Up, alright (Hey)

(Track Eaters bitch ha ha ha) (Chorus)[Mike Antoniotti] It's been a long one Think we should roll one We gotta find a way... Kush and the sour Give us the power To up and fly away.. We gon get high, we gon get high, We gon get high tonight.. We gon get high, we gon get high, We gon get high tonight... (Verse 1)[C.G.] 8 to 5, I hate my job Watch the minutes pass, thru this tinted glass My girl trippin', text me I ain't shit I text her back, like you stank bitch! It's one of those I don't give a fuck days Wish I hit the lottery, guess thats when luck pays But love sucks and so does work I just need something, to calm my nerves Called the weedman, said I need an ounce He brought it fast, right to my house Hit the homies and I told 'em all to come by My niggas stupid, when they dumb high And now we all sittin' on a cloud And we can't drop the blunt We too far from the ground And life ain't perfect but it is worth it, So it's better to be high than it is to be down, ya dig? (Chorus)[Mike Antoniotti] It's been a long one Think we should roll one We gotta find a way... Kush and the sour Give us the power To up and fly away.. We gon get high, we gon get high, We gon get high tonight.. We gon get high, we gon get high, We gon get high tonight... (Verse 2) [C.G.] Late nights, early mornings Need some excitement, my life is boring Bill collectors say I owe more than I make Well I just copped me some weed so the bills can wait Ain't hella straight but I'm gettin' by And don't everything feel better when your gettin' high? Aint never lie, but I always fly Paper plane airlines when I hit the sky They say our greatest fears are things we can't control Well I have to disagree, mine is a bitch that cannot roll Or even pack a bowl Cause just like smoke inhaled, Eventually I will have to let her ass go And now I'm just sittin' on this cloud And I can't pass the blunt cuz there's no one else around And life ain't perfect but it is worth it So it's better to be high than it is to be down, ya dig? (Chorus)[Mike Antoniotti] It's been a long one Think we should roll one We gotta find a way... Kush and the sour Give us the power To up and fly away.. We gon get high, we gon get high, We gon get high tonight.. We gon get high, we gon get high, We gon get high tonight... (Verse 3) [Top] I said I'm du-du-du-du-dumping out the guts Cru-cru-cru-cru-crushing up the buds No I'm not a buddhist but I love Buddha 28 grams, yeah we rolled a whole oodle Man talk about blazin', we set off all the smoke alarms You know that sativa the only thing I'm chokin' on Purple like Urkel, man it got me geeked up Goofed out, trippin, it's time to get my jokin on Call me Mr. Kettlepot, yeah i keep it steamin' On any given Sunday, I'm really Willy Beaman Cottonmouth, C.G., please pass the Fiji And if we out of dutches, Man just roll up some of them E-Z's Cause smokin' joints is like gettin' to the point But if you pull out that bong boy I promise I'll be gone I'm talkin' super high like Ross Now I'm chillin' in the sky with my Air Jordans off (Chorus)[Mike Antoniotti] It's been a long one Think we should roll one We gotta find a way... Kush and the sour Give us the power To up and fly away.. We gon get high, we gon get high, We gon get high tonight.. We gon get high, we gon get high, We gon get high tonight...

(Intro)[C.G.] Louboutin's on the feet The way she walk through the club This girl gotta be a freak And I ain’t even tryin to run game But I’m watchin you And how they fit that booty up on that frame? Just sayin, that Henny got me talkin reckless I’m tryin to eat you up And then come back for some seconds You swing them hips like a weapon Swag so outta this world like a Jetson (Verse 1)[Mike Antoniotti] On overload I’m bout to lose control She ride that beat so well The way I’m makin it flow I’m up inside her world I think I found my girl Believe me when I sing, I’ll be your, I'll be your, I'll be your I'll be your warrior So fight the night with me I’ll be your, I'll be your, I'll be your I'll be your warrior (Chorus) She burnin up the club All night and I wanna show her love But the dance floor’s not No the dancefloor's not No the dancefloor's not enough She’s unbelieveable I keep thinkin like “where we meetin up?” Cause the dance floor’s not No the dancefloor's not No the dancefloor's not enough (Verse 2)[Mike Antoniotti] And the chemistry She’s like a fantasy Go get my camera please Look how she dance on me The floor just ain’t enough Her love is dangerous Even got me singin, I’ll be your, I'll be your, I'll be your I'll be your warrior So fight the night with me I’ll be your, I'll be your, I'll be your I'll be your warrior, if you let me in (Chorus) She burnin up the club All night and I wanna show her love But the dance floor’s not No the dancefloor's not No the dancefloor's not enough She’s unbelieveable I keep thinkin like “where we meetin up?” Cause the dance floor’s not No the dancefloor's not No the dancefloor's not enough (Rap)[C.G] She get it poppin like bottles on a Friday night She make the girls around her look like they not in sight Not tryna gas her, but I can’t pass her Tryna dip wit her get ghost like Casper Oh you a good girl? Well I’m a bad guy. And I’ll show you how I live if ya act right Cuz ya ass right, and ya swag mean Go head and bring ya girl with ya perfect tag team They say it’s all about chemistry But we don’t need it ma when we got Hennessy Little Ciroc with the lime got your mind right You see these diamonds in my watch so the time’s right My jewelry gaudy, she’s so naughty Everywhere she go she the life of the party Sorry, fellas she’s taken The dance floor’s on fire, she’s so blazin. (Chorus) She burnin up the club All night and I wanna show her love But the dance floor’s not No the dancefloor's not No the dancefloor's not enough She’s unbelieveable I keep thinkin like “where we meetin up?” Cause the dance floor’s not No the dancefloor's not No the dancefloor's not enough

[C.G.] Roll them trees up Watch her tease us Her eyes, thighs and hips pop when she see bucks Lil bad shawty And I ain't mad hardly But if starin' was a crime then go head charge me In the building with my team lookin' like stars You might got a lil' paper but ain't seeing ours We throw it up, make it rain on sight And I checked the forecast, it's gon rain all night (Chorus) Hey girl I love watchin' u wine I see you all time Your really blowin' my mind, my mind Hey girl Your body's perfect art I think you stole my heart But it was, it was, yours from the start [Mike Antoniotti] I like it when you go low bring it up slow That's why I drop a few stacks then I blow mo' See you had me like whoa from the front do' Now I'm in the front row watchin' up close Yeah, tight waist with a round face Sip 'tron, kushed out, deep space Got the whole team here and we ballin' out Is it love or the liquor? I'm fallin' now (Chorus) Hey girl I love watchin' u wine I see you all time Your really blowin' my mind, my mind Hey girl Your body's perfect art I think you stole my heart But it was, it was, yours from the start [C.G.] Somebody call the cops It was a robbery Knew she was bad news When she said hi to me Let's have a toast to the douchebags And the assholes And oh yeah to movin that low And gettin' that dough Natural born hustler I'm in here every week Number one customer I can't get enough, Need her like I need hair Plus I'm blowin money fast when shes here, yeah (Chorus) Hey girl I love watchin' u wine I see you all time Your really blowin' my mind, my mind Hey girl Your body's perfect art I think you stole my heart But it was, it was, yours from the start [Mike Antoniotti] Ayo, I'm so tired of technology Up close tryna study your anatomy So good, you could open up academies Round the pole like a snake tryna rattle me And she do it to me everytime So fine, 5 star, whole nine And I'll miss you when the bar close So just before I go I'll let you know (Chorus) Hey girl I love watchin' u wine I see you all time Your really blowin' my mind, my mind Hey girl Your body's perfect art I think you stole my heart But it was, it was, yours from the start

(Track Eaters bitch ha ha ha) (Chorus) Party tonight, we gettin' loco Ball til' we die, sippin' some loso So tell a friend To tell a friend To tell a friend All you should come thru We gettin' high, be where the kush blown This is the life, get out your cell phone And tell a friend To tell a friend To tell a friend All you should come thru (Verse 1) [C.G.] Party over here, ain't nothin' over there I'm like a chimney puttin smoke up in the air Alll u girls beware when my niggas on the prowl Put down ya Prada bag, u gon be here for a while Got some vodka and some tonic and a buncha chronic Heard it's candy in the bathroom thats why all them girls lined up And u know where to find us makin memories thats timeless With some pretty redbones that flew in from China Chop em up like Benny Hanna's, Mike can you please just do the honors? I don't want her I just want her knowledge, heard the brain is the truth she just finished college And the truth is girl I'm just bein honest, its a whole lotta chicks here, you the finest I don't mean to be rude but ya friends call ya D, and I'm tryna put some right between ur thighs'! (Chorus) Party tonight, we gettin' loco Ball til' we die, sippin' some loso So tell a friend To tell a friend To tell a friend All you should come thru We gettin' high, be where the kush blown This is the life, get out your cell phone And tell a friend To tell a friend To tell a friend All you should come thru (Verse 2)[Mike Antoniotti] Uh, cause I be on that fly shit Run and tell your girls i, i can be your pilot Tell your man it's private Better get the next flight Ain't on no bullshit You said that's your ex right? Look, right over that met life If I don't ever come down bitch i'll see you in the next life All i get is green fly by you waitin at a red light Catch me in the Aston And they hate me like an ex wife Yeah, I just wanna party Hennessy, Ciroc, Limon bacardi Girl, if you wanna hang, get faded Puff it and pass it to your neighbor, got you like... (Chorus) Party tonight, we gettin' loco Ball til' we die, sippin' some loso So tell a friend To tell a friend To tell a friend All you should come thru We gettin' high, be where the kush blown This is the life, get out your cell phone And tell a friend To tell a friend To tell a friend All you should come thru

(Chorus) I'm everything your man ain't You can check my fanbase Pull up in that Aston So you know I gotta ask em Shawty how you livin? Shawty how you livin? Shawty how you livin? Shawty how you livin? I be on 5th Ave Poppin', poppin' big tags When I see yo girl mad Man you know I gotta ask Shawty how you livin? Shawty how you livin? Shawty how you livin? Shawty how you livin? [C.G.] Just the other day tho, Shoppin' on Rodeo Seen this bad bitty Dress same color as yayo She could tell I'm paid tho Seen me step out the coupe Louis belt, Louis rag And I'm rockin' Louis shoes I be on my fly shit Also on my high shit Kush in my clothes But I dont care cuz that my shit Know you got a man miss So I'm just a fan miss But I'm known to hit it good Babygirl I can't miss I be doin' thangs that your man wish he could See him lookin at me funny,man I wish a nigga would Believe I handle mine You so fine, need camera time Im tryna blow my money all on u baby hammertime (Chorus) I'm everything your man ain't You can check my fanbase Pull up in that Aston So you know I gotta ask em Shawty how you livin? Shawty how you livin? Shawty how you livin? Shawty how you livin? I be on 5th Ave Poppin', poppin' big tags When I see yo girl mad Man you know I gotta ask Shawty how you livin? Shawty how you livin? Shawty how you livin? Shawty how you livin? [C.G.] I'm a burb boy but I gotta street nigga swag Ain't come up overnight You see that all my figures match Each year increasing more So you know I get that dough Push that pedal to the metal Tear a hole right thru the floor I'm always on my grind like a pair of bad brakes Need a girl to keep up wit my life, its fast paced I'm always first place cuz second's first last You can catch me in the coupe cuz the truck murk gas I'm up in New York City havin caviar wit Diddy Then I'm flyin to LA discussin beats wit Dr. Dre Next its off to Miami, drop my record of to Khaled How come I'm gaining weight from all this lettuce in my salad huh? (Chorus) I'm everything your man ain't You can check my fanbase Pull up in that Aston So you know I gotta ask em Shawty how you livin? Shawty how you livin? Shawty how you livin? Shawty how you livin? I be on 5th Ave Poppin', poppin' big tags When I see yo girl mad Man you know I gotta ask Shawty how you livin? Shawty how you livin? Shawty how you livin? Shawty how you livin? Anything you want and anything you need It ain't nothing to a boss, come and holla at me Just be my boss bitch, be my boss bitch Be my boss bitch, be my boss bitch Just like 2 nickels babygirl you's a dime But just stay up on your hustle Make them guys respect your grind So be my boss bitch, be my boss bitch Be my boss bitch, be my boss bitch (Chorus) I'm everything your man ain't You can check my fanbase Pull up in that Aston So you know I gotta ask em Shawty how you livin? Shawty how you livin? Shawty how you livin? Shawty how you livin? I be on 5th Ave Poppin', poppin' big tags When I see yo girl mad Man you know I gotta ask Shawty how you livin? Shawty how you livin? Shawty how you livin? Shawty how you livin?