We came here to party
(ROCK!)
We didnt come here to fight
I say we grab our selves a bottle
A toast to the good life
Just 'cause a guy got a suit and a tie
Don't mean he gonna tax ya
Just 'cause I walk with a limp like an old school pimp
Don't mean I'll slap ya
But If you wanna talk tough
And you wanna puff up
Then I might just haveta
But I ain't come here clock your mouth
I came here to rock the house
Yeah, I get crazy and wild anything for the fans to make ya smile
Goose and girls that's our style
And you think I'm a friend with you on now
but when it comes to push and shove
we protect the ones we love
Stay at home, sit judge
We'll celebrate life
Hit the club
Everybody just wanna feel good
From up on capital hill to the hood
Often times we get misunderstood
Tonight. (Tonight)
We came here to party
(ROCK!)
We didnt come here to fight
I say we grab our selves a bottle
A toast to the good life
They call you suit and tie
You's a politician
They call me super fly
I'm always with two bitches
You go to church
I really aint religious
You on your P's and Q's
I sip that jesus juice
We both feel a lot of attention in the press
You sellin books and wanna be the presedent
We sellin hooks and the floor is
We both husslin, so why we tusslin'
Everybody just wanna feel good
From up on capital hill to the hood
Often times we get misunderstood
Tonight. (Tonight)
We came here to party
(ROCK!)
We didnt come here to fight
I say we grab our selves a bottle
A toast to the good life
I came here to rock the house
Roc, roc, roc, roc, rock the house
We came here to party
(ROCK!)
We didnt come here to fight
I say we grab our selves a bottle
A toast to the good life

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