Wake up in the morning feeling like P Diddy
Put my glasses on, Im out the door – I’m gonna hit this city (Lets go)
Before I leave, brush my teeth with a bottle of Jack
Cause when I leave for the night, I ain’t coming back
Don’t stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, Imma fight
Til we see the sunlight
Tick tock, on the clock
But the party don’t stop
Woah-oh oh oh
Woah-oh oh oh
Aint got a care in world, but got plenty of (ginger 
) beer
Aint got no money in my pocket, but I’m already here
Now, the chicks are lining up cause they hear we got swagger
But we kick em to the curb unless they look like Jessica Biel 
Im talking about – everybody getting crunk, crunk
DJ, you build me up
You break me down
My heart, it pounds
Yeah, you got me
With my hands up
You got me now
You gotta that sound
Yea, you got me
DJ, you build me up
You break me down
My heart, it pounds
Yeah, you got me
With my hands up
Get your hands up
Put your hands up
