Lyrics
Everybody who’s up in the club get fucked up,
Down another shot of Rum and Bacardi Dark,
This right here makes a party start,
Bouncers outside prepare to get rushed up,
Everybody who’s up in the club get fucked up,
Down another shot of Rum and Bacardi Dark,
This right here makes a party start,
Bouncers fuck you cause our crew is tucked up,
Spitting on the mic when I’m rhyming all my shit,
Puke up on your girlfriend when I’m starring at her tits,
Start a bar fight when I ain’t even pissed,
Smash a bottle over your girl because I missed,
Staggering in the toilet with half a bag of shrooms,
That I bought from Jon the other night, man I’m confused,
I swear this was the men’s, but it don’t have urinals,
Fuck it; I’ll just snort a line or two in the cubicle,
Walk back out with a buzz and head rush,
Bigger than the towers before they blew up,
I eat peanuts, sitting at the bar,
Eying up the biggest dude who looks like a ghetto superstar,
I’m near enough on the floor unconscious and hardly breathing,
Chris is in the corner OD’ing and seizuring,
Jon, I don’t know where the fuck he is?
Kit get a grip, pull yourself together because you’re split,
“Hey, how you doing? it’s nice to meet you”,
“My name is, (shit!) hold on, wait a minute”,
“You ain’t even real, you’re a hallucinogenic”,
“I’m losing my mind, someone call me a medic!!!”
Everybody who’s up in the club get fucked up,
Down another shot of Rum and Bacardi Dark,
This right here makes a party start,
Bouncers outside prepare to get rushed up,
Everybody who’s up in the club get fucked up,
Down another shot of Rum and Bacardi Dark,
This right here makes a party start,
Bouncers fuck you cause our crew is tucked up,
(Oh my god!) I think I’m dying,
Now the hard arse security has even started crying,
I can’t feel my legs or one side of my face,
How’s my friend, “Chris, dude are you ok!?”
And where’s Jon? I swear he just disappeared,
“Nah man, I’m here, I’m floating by your ear”,
Floating? Goddamn it I still must be high,
Paramedic please leave me be to shut my eyes,
I just want to fall asleep after one big sigh,
Take one last long breath then rest up in the sky,
“Code Red, Code Red! We’re about to lose him!”
I bet your all sitting here finding this amusing,
Funny voices and stories make you crack up right?
Well the sad truth is that this happened last night,
Everybody who’s up in the club get fucked up,
Down another shot of Rum and Bacardi Dark,
This right here makes a party start,
Bouncers outside prepare to get rushed up,
Everybody who’s up in the club get fucked up,
Down another shot of Rum and Bacardi Dark,
This right here makes a party start,
Bouncers fuck you cause our crew is tucked up,
