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Party Track-- SHOW YOUR CORONAS
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clap clap clap clap your hands....show your coronas!
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Peak #5,724
Peak in subgenre #3,142
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EntRIKit
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June 2003
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June 26, 2003
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if your happy and you know it start clappin your hands/ if your ready to party start stackin the cans/ if your happy and you know it and you just wanna show it/ throw your hands in the air and show your coronas/ clap clap clap clap clap your hands/ yo we get this party boucnin like bouy's in the ocean/ so bob your head if you like what we doin when we flowin/ imma drool on these lyrics till im blue and let no one/ screw with this beat cause we groove with these motions/ everybody gonna get crunked up tonight/ drunker than life, sunk in the ride/ roll around like you someone to write/ hop on the dance floor and show your style/ the night starts early and were tippin the glasses/ fastened, movin faster drunk off our asses/ go way back with fago and jack gettin plastered/ downin liqour findin a bitch to kisser what a bastard/ hoppin bars like we was runnin track in jail/ past the jack, pass the jim, this liqour gettin stale/ tequila lettin us let loose in the place/ magarita, am i needa nother shot of yager/ look at all the shortys that slim in the waist/ got that big booty but they still havent laid yet/ my boys cuervo on the right and beam on the left/ bass bumpin in trucks lookin mean to the set/ see ya homies roll up we scream to the rest/ memory slips and the rest forget!/ if your happy and you know it start clappin your hands/ if your ready to party start stackin the cans/ if your happy and you know it and you just wanna show it/ throw your hands in the air and show your coronas/ everybody knows that we kick the partys/ we sip bacardi and we slip the bodies/ we see everclear then we get the hotties/ step up in the club and nobody charge me/ hop in the hummers, the beamers, and the lincolns/ cash stacks cut the hundreds of lincolns/ already spent most on our drinkin/ nows the party what were we thinkin/ if the vodka was harder we'd crash for now/ but its not so we go trash someones house/ cruise the strip till we cash an ounce/ we got the whole crew whats happenin now/ walkin up a group of 8 th grade bitches/ walk away now before you get slipped in/ back to the bars we start hoppin/ rockin rockin shit gets poppin/ i hook up wit this chick wants me in her panties/ im only hopin that she aint wearin grannies/ next mornin wake up hungover from rockin em/ this girl starts tellin me about all her problems/ i dont wanna play these games with you/ i dont wanna leave my name with you/ runnin out the front door wit no pants on my legs/ i dont need a bitch cause i can party for days//
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