Wake up in the morning feelin' like P Diddy (Yo what up bro?) Grab my glasses, I'm out the door, I'm gonna hit this city (Let's go!) Before I leave brush my teeth with a bottle of Jack Coz when I leave for the night I ain't coming back I'm talking Twitterin' at my bros (bros) Don't even change my clothes (clothes) Girls blowing up our phones (phones) Drop-topping, playing our favorite CDs Pulling up to the parties Trying to get a little bit tipsy Don't stop, make it pop DJ, blow my speakers up Tonight, I'mma fight Til we see the sunlight Tick tock on the clock But the party don't stop, no Ain't got a care in world, but got plenty of beer Ain't got no money in my pocket, but I'm already here And now, the girls are lining up cause they hear we got swagger But we GTFO if they look like Mick Jagger I'm talking about everybody getting crunk, crunk Girls tryin' to touch my junk, junk Gonna mac on her if he getting too drunk, drunk Now, now, we go until they kick us out, out Or the police shut us down, down Police shut us down, down Po-po shut us down 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 got that sound Yeah, you got me DJ, you build me up You break me down My heart, it pounds Yeah, you got me With my hands up Put your hands up Put your hands up But the party don't start 'til I walk in **Lyrics slightly altered from original version**