Hey, D we came to wild out on this one huh?
You gotta stop making beats like this man
It's your boy Outtatown V, let's go
Hold up, last night was a blur
I remember bits and pieces
Hold up, don't tell me what occurred
Nah, I probably won't believe it
To anybody that I offended
I apologize, yo I really didn't mean it
Okay, all parties involved
I promise all y'all I'mma keep it a secret
Bartender, one Remy Martin, one Heineken
It's looking like it's 'bout that time again
We on the top floor, the club is outdoors
We standing on tables, doing mouth pours
I came to wild, I don't know about y'all
They say my lifestyle gonna be my downfall
But I don't care what y'all feel like
I still might take a couple shots at the crib 'til I feel nice
That's a pregame, we came to go hard
It's some things in here, oh my god
We came to have fun, please don't start
You seen the hangover, don't act like a retard
God, we ain't with no nonsense, drinks flow constant
Girls keep talking, no Joe Johnson
It's VIP, for now I'm Big Ben, I need to see ID, go
Step up in the building, oh what a feeling
Can tell by the vibe, it's about to go down
Hands to the ceiling, shorty so appealing
Watch her pick it up then drop it back down
Don't trip in here, my clique in here
If it's beef then watch it go down
It's a clique full of chicks and we all getting tipsy
They coming to the crib and it can go down
Down, down, down, down
Okay, hold up, now this is what we do so often
One pour of absinthe make you feel awesome
And I keep it fresh to death, no coffin
No gingivitis, you can tell I been flossing
Moncler bubble vest, how much it costing?
Big ass smile on my face, Miles Austin
Why is you mean mugging? Why you keep bugging?
End up going down shit's creek, no Dawson
I'm about partying, I ain't 'bout boxing
I ain't really with that, my name ain't Cotto
I'mma tell the waitress bring more shots in
Please on Facebook don't tag photos
That's a no-no, it's bad for the promo
Chick with a man, I am me on the low though
And the way that I'm feeling, she looking so appealing
But right now drinks to the ceiling
Step up in the building, oh what a feeling
Can tell by the vibe, it's about to go down
Hands to the ceiling, shorty so appealing
Watch her pick it up then drop it back down
Don't trip in here, my clique in here
If it's beef then watch it go down
It's a clique full of chicks and we all getting tipsy
They coming to the crib and it can go down
Down, down, down, down
Hold up, last night was a blur
I remember bits and pieces
Hold up, don't tell me what occurred
Nah, I probably won't believe it
To anybody that I offended
I apologize, yo I really didn't mean it
Okay, all parties involved
I promise all y'all I'mma keep it a secret
Let's go, one spot, one spot to the next spot
How I end up in the telly with your ex box?
No, your ex box, not the game console
But your girl talking 'bout she need to be consoled
So we got up out of there pronto, presto
Look to your left like "hey, where did Steph go?"
Steph pulled me to the side like "let's go"
Lovely, she love me, she said I got the best flow
Wooord, and I'm with the best crew
And she got a couple friends and they trying to F too
Wooord, so fall back like baptisms
Dudes don't know how to act when they yackin'
And I'm gonna make you act different sort of like Kanye
In my pocket three stacks, sort of like Andre
Sort of like Dante, I done hit the peak
I'm drunk, blurred vision, slurred speech
Step up in the building, oh what a feeling
Can tell by the vibe, it's about to go down
Hands to the ceiling, shorty so appealing
Watch her pick it up then drop it back down
Don't trip in here, my clique in here
If it's beef then watch it go down
It's a clique full of chicks and we all getting tipsy
They coming to the crib and it can go down
Down, down, down, down
Yeah, uh, yo
Pete Rock, Outtatown V
Another one y'all
