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We came here to party, (Rock!)
We didn't come here to fight,
I say, «We grab ourselves 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 slap ya
But if you wanna talk tough and you wanna puff up
Then I might just have to,
But I ain't come here to clock ya mouth,
I came here to rock the house.
Yeah, I get crazy and wild anything
For the fans to make them smile,
Goose, girls, that's my style,
If you think I'm a thug, then you in denial,
But you know when push comes to shove,
We protect ourselves and the ones we love,
Stay at home, sit and judge,
Or celebrate life and hit the club.
Everybody just wants to feel good,
From up on Capitol Hill to the hood.
Often times we can misunderstood,
But tonight is our night.
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They call you suit and tie, you a politician,
They call me superfly, I'm always with two bitches,
You go to church to hide I grew up with them scriptures,
You on your p's and q's, I sip that jeezy juice.
We both get a lot attention in the press,
You selling books and wanna be the president,
We selling hooks and the flow is heaven sent,
We both hustling, so why we tussling?
Everybody just wants to feel good,
From up on Capitol Hill to the hood.
Often times we can misunderstood,
But tonight is our night.
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I came here to rock the house! [x8]
Roc, roc, roc, roc, rock the house! [x7]
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