[Verse 1: R@Y] If you want me to rap then just give me a ba**line And sit back and relax and listen to Ray's rhymes We asking where the party at and we dont waste time I wouldn't waste yours so please don't waste mine Call Your people over, we can't turn up on facetime And if you wanna freestyle, there is a waitline You k** somebody's vibe just make sure that it ain't mine We don't have no drama, we won't end up on dateline And I just had a cup but somebody just drank mine I need some time to k** the rhymes, these rappers, they hate mine The rhymes ain't good then you know that they ain't mine We so turnt up we can't walk in a straight line And nine out of ten you ain't leaving here sober I'm asking turn down for what, I'll do that when I'm older Tell the girls twerk twerk twerk, just bend it over It's some bad girls outside that just pulled up in a rover And we go dumb my n***a mentally retarded A couple people couldn't make it ,we gone turn up regaurdless We turning up in outer space man, you know we some martians Its some drinks in the house and you know its some marley