Celebration

Yeah, you know what this is
It's a celebration, bitches!
Grab a drink, grab a glass
After that I grab yo' ass

Why you actin' all
Shy and all?
Why is y'all
Lyin' fo'?
"I never did this befo'"
Stop that
What, you want some Patron?
I got that

I mean I promise y'all
You fine and all
And yo' girlfriend, she kinda raw
But she not like you
No, she not like you
Right now I need you to mute all the monologue
All that talking is gon' give me a Tylenol
You put a nigga to sleep, I'm tired of y'all
Right now the Louis Vuitton Don is signing off

But, I just thought you should know
We hit the liquor store
Got some Cris' and some Mo'
And we about to let it flow-ow-ow, oh, oh
Had some problems befo' but see we let 'em go
Got a ounce of that dro'
And we about to let it blow-ow-ow, oh, oh

Yeah, you know what this is
It's a celebration, bitches!
Grab a drink, grab a glass
After that I grab yo' ass

See you know my style
I'm very wild
And I vow that my child will be well endowed
Like his daddy
And tell him that your mama had a fattie
He looked up at me said, "Daddy that's the reason why you had me?"

Yep, we was praticing
'Til one day your ass bust through the packaging
You know what though? You my favorite accident
So go'n 'head pop some Cristal
For my newborn child 'cause now y'all

Know what this is
It's a celebration, bitches!
Grab a drink, grab a glass
After that I grab yo' ass

But, I just thought you should know
We hit the liquor store
Got some Cris' and some Mo'
And we about to let it flow-ow-ow, oh, oh
Had some problems befo' but see we let 'em go
Got an ounce of that dro'
And we about to let it blow-ow-ow, oh, oh

Hoe, hoe
We lookin' for some
Hoe, hoe



Credits
Writer(s): Robert Bell, Eumir Deodato, Robert Mickens, Earl Toon, George Brown, Ronald Nathan Bell, Dennis Thomas, James Taylor, Claydes Smith
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