[Intro: Jim Jones]
Uh-huh
Everybody report to the dance floor (S.O/O.N Productions)
Where we at, Lobby? (Capo)
[Verse 1: Jim Jones]
Fuck these niggas talkin' 'bout what happened in the verses (Fuck 'em)
When we back to back in the Rolls trucks, they look like hearses (Skrrt)
Daughter was in churches, I got a chicken in a snack box (Uh-huh)
I'm trunkin' the front while I be dippin' through the back box
Them skeletons in my closet is the watches I got (Ow)
Shit, I could've bought her house with this watch that I got (Facts)
You catch us runnin' up in all the popular spots, bitch
If it's up, then it's up, we start poppin' them shots (Grrt)
Got a couplе shooters, they gon' drill for me (Baow)
Thеy owe Capo one, they gon' kill for free (Tap, tap)
I still bang the B, I used to deal at C (East side)
But none of you motherfuckers is ill as me (Uh-uh)
You know the wrist two-fifty, quarter mil' in the V (Add it up)
That's at least five hundred, what I'm willin' to V
I forgot about the chain, that's a mil' in the V
And this bitch lost her mind, she start feelin' a G, fuck her (Skrrt)
[Pre-Chorus: Jim Jones & Maino]
12 AM, we was at the lobby (Lit)
1 AM, we pulled up to the party
3 AM, we jumped back in the 'Rari
To the next spot that's after the party
4 AM, we at Chelsea house
6 AM, I was eatin' her out
7 AM, I'ma tell my friends
12 AM, we in the lobby again
[Chorus: Holy & Maino]
Oh my God, they let the squad off the leash
From the lobby, now we back to the streets
New Ferrari with the hammer in the seat
It's a party, throw them hands up for me (Yeah)
[Verse 2: Maino]
I done went to war with a couple niggas that I once loved (Yeah)
The streets took my heart, baby, [?][1:22] love (Uh-uh)
Self-made, yeah, nigga, got it out the mud (Yeah)
Took a few strippers home that I met up in the club
Give 'em what they want, player, go, player (Ayy)
I just fucked the baby mama of a ballplayer (Oh)
Look at how they treat the boy, I'm mayor (I am)
Shorty in the passenger side top-tier
Law niggas fuckin' with us, stop there (Ayy)
Look at how we shit on these lames, not fair (Uh-uh)
Y'all should've seen us in the club last night (Uh-huh)
'Cause we just made a mess in the club last night
Had her and her friend in the truck last night (Uh)
Got head 'cause I ain't wanna fuck last night
Y'all know how I be (Yeah)
RIP VIP (Yeah), we do it B-I-G (Hey)
[Pre-Chorus: Jim Jones & Maino]
12 AM, we was at the lobby (Lit)
1 AM, we pulled up to the party
3 AM, we jumped back in the 'Rari
To the next spot that's after the party
4 AM, we at Chelsea house
6 AM, I was eatin' her out
7 AM, I'ma tell my friends
12 AM, we in the lobby again
[Chorus: Holy]
Oh my God, they let the squad off the leash
From the lobby, now we back to the streets
New Ferrari with the hammer in the seat
It's a party, throw them hands up for me
[Bridge: Holy]
Now she wanna cha-cha
Now she wanna kick it like soccer
Rude boy, I'm a shotta
Heavy green like Popeye
Why she call me Popeye?
Give her good D, now she cockeyed
They really wanted to let the squad off the leash
They really wanted to let the squad off the leash, uh
Don't let the squad off the leash
They really wanted to let the squad off the leash
Don't let the squad off the leash
[Chorus: Holy]
Oh my God, they let the squad off the leash
From the lobby, now we back to the streets
New Ferrari with the hammer in the seat
It's a party, throw them hands up for me (Hands up for me)
[Outro: Jim Jones & Holy]
Throw the hands up (Hands up for me)
Throw the hands up (Hands up for me)
Throw the hands up (Hands up for me)
Throw the—, throw the— (It's a party, throw them hands up for me)
