I don't see no setting of the sun So why can't we have a little bit of fun [Verse 1] Is your Panasonics up, good that means you can hear me Q. Allanz's the one who grabs the mic and speaks clearly Everything I'm saying's coming out sincerely Might make you love me, might make you fear me You want better reception, well, come on stand near Communication, text message or Bluetooth earpiece Hustlers love it, though I slangs it weirdly Women in short skirts on the side ready to cheerlead Yeah, you feel the ba** Your spine is twistin' the sweats' drippin' up off your face It's gone ve hard to get up and just walk away ‘Cuz this another one of those anthems to rocc the nation This how it is when I get brought to play I'm finna locc the game, and have it hot and racing Here I go, ready to stomp and rage When on or off the stage, it doesn't matter I blaze ‘em [Hook] No, they ain't knowing, keep the beat going Let me show you all how the hood shines Wanna get it on, what you sippin' on Bottoms up, we gone have a good time Do you thang girl, yeah it's your world Come on, let me see you shake and spin Get up on the floor, what you waiting for Sunrise, we gone do it all again [Verse 2] It's too early to leave I got a tricc on my, I mean a tricc up my leave Bartender can you run it back Hunnessy, that's Hennessy mixed with Hunid Racks Grown ups only, this ain't high school and running laps I'm a grizzly, no time to ve messing with thunder cats Steadily pimpin' that, we just wanna have fun Everybody put it up, represent where you're from This Westside, L.A. uh playa, that's what I say uh Yeah, I spray a K uh, on the grounds were you stay uh Then find me a P.Y.T. I can lay up in While the ambulance is on their way to save ya So much flavor cold as the Hemalayas Gangstas in them ‘64s hyphy homies in scrapers To the world broadcasting from the Golden State uh Getting further and making moves major, get at ya boy [Hook] [Verse 3] I gets my groove on ‘Til I can't breathe, put that on my tombstone Freak show, get it jumping with no parachute on Flow like a tornado, with this one I'mma move home Aw, the mood is right the moon is bright The gold ones on the Coupe is tight We all acting a fool sippin' on brew tonight In the crowd piccin' and choose who we gone screw tonight Homies chillin', but they will let off the tools and fight Honeys dressed, hair done and there b**bs is nice At this point, anything goes Stay cautious on what you do ‘cuz you reap what you sow But we party hardy looking so deep on the floor Long lasting night trying to keep up with the flow Insomniacs finna creep through the door The life of a vampire, what you think we came here for [Hook] [Break] Everybody in the parking lot, even in the crowd On the dance floor, in the club get wild Now, swing to the right, swing to the left Twist all around ‘til you run out of breath [repeat twice] [Hook]