10.00pm - both kids wake up and start vomiting.
I did that on christmas one time!
Although, it was much later than 10:00, and I got puke all over my new gameboy. It kinda sucked.
Wake up in the morning feeling like P Diddy
got my glasses- I'm out the door - I'm gonna hit this city
Before I leave, brush my teeth with a bottle of Jack
Cause when I leave for the night, I ain't coming back
I'm talking - pedicure on our toes, toes
Trying on all our clothes, clothes
Boys blowing up our phones, phones
Drop-toping, playing our favorite cds
Pulling up to the parties
Tryna get a little bit tipsy
Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I'mma fight
'Til we see the sunlight
Tick tock, on the clock
But the party don't stop
No- Oh- ooh- oh oh oh
Oh- ooh- oh oh oh
Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I'mma fight
'Til we see the sunlight
Tick tock, on the clock
But the party don't stop
No- Oh- ooh- oh oh oh
Oh- ooh- oh oh oh
Ain't got a care in world, but got plenty of beer
Ain't got no money in my pocket, but I'm already here
And Now, the dudes are lining up cause they hear we got swagger
But we kick 'em to the curb unless they look like Mick Jagger
I'm talking about - errbody getting crunk, crunk
Boys trying to touch my junk, junk
Gonna smack him if he getting too drunk, drunk
Now, now - we goin' til they kick us out, out
Or the police shut us down, down
Police shut us down, down
Po-po shut us -
Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I'mma fight
'Til we see the sunlight
Tick tock, on the clock
But the party don't stop
No- Oh- ooh- oh oh oh
Oh- ooh- oh oh oh Oh
Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I'mma fight
'Til we see the sunlight
Tick tock, on the clock
But the party don't stop
No- Oh- ooh- oh oh oh
Oh- ooh- oh oh oh oh
(DJ,) you build me up
You break me down
My heart, it pounds
Yeah, you got me
With my hands up
You got me now
You got that sound
Yea, you got me
(DJ,) you build me up
You break me down [adlibs]
My heart, it pounds
Yeah, you got me
With my hands up (Oh oh oh)
Put your hands up
Put your hands up
the party don't start until I walk in
Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I'mma fight
'Til we see the sunlight
Tick tock, on the clock
But the party don't stop
No- Oh Ooh oh oh oh oh
Oh Ooh oh oh oh oh
Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I'mma fight
'Til we see the sunlight
Tick tock, on the clock
But the party don't stop
No Oh Ooh oh oh oh oh
Oh Ooh oh oh oh oh
Wake up in the morning feeling like Winehouse. (Hey, what up girl?)
Grab my breezer, I'm out the door
I'm gonna be really loud,
Cuz I don't care who I **** off
Yeah, I'm a real big sinner.
Sometimes, I eat my dessert before my dinner.
I'm talking odd socks on my toes, toes
Taking off all my clothes, clothes
Feeling overexposed,
So, I put all of my clothes, uh, back on...
Flush before I wee, wee.
Get arrested daily, ly.
Tryin' to get a peek of some titties...
I'm mad, really bad, but don't tell my mum and dad.
Pucker up, kiss my butt,
Cuz I'm bloody f*cking nuts.
Hear the bass, skinny waist
Now let's copy Pokerface like,
Woah oh Woah oh oh, Woah oh Woah oh oh.
I'm mad, really bad, but don't tell my mum and dad.
Pucker up, kiss the nut,
Cuz it sells to be a slut.
Hear the bass, skinny waist
Now let's copy Pokerface like,
Woah oh Woah oh oh, Woah oh Woah oh oh.
I stay out till eleven when my curfew is ten.
"Goodnight, sweetie. Sleep well."
"Shut up, Mum! I'm on MSN!"
Now, the girls are lining up
Because we're pussy sailin'
But we punch 'em in the mouth if they're not Sarah Palin.
Talkin' 'bout doing things we'll regret, gret,
Menthol cigarette, rette
Butt plugs in his pet!
Woah, woah, woah...
Text sex on my Samsung,
Not telling Dad Mum rung, rung,
Have sex with Alexa Chung
By telling her I'm well hung.
(Erm, Erm, Erm I'm quite well hung.)
I'm mad, really bad, but don't tell my mum and dad.
Pucker up, kiss my butt,
Cuz I'm bloody f*cking nuts.
Hear the bass, skinny waist
Now let's copy Pokerface like,
Woah oh Woah oh oh, Woah oh Woah oh oh.
I'm mad, really bad, but don't tell my mum and dad.
Pucker up, kiss the nut,
Cuz it sells to be a slut.
Hear the bass, skinny waist
Now let's copy Pokerface like,
Woah oh Woah oh oh, Woah oh Woah oh oh.
This is the part where the rap breaks down,
This is the part where drums go POW,
This is the part where your balls sag down,
This is the part where you pants go brown,
This is the part where your dad goes out on a cold Christmas Eve to get some more milk but he never comes back because seventeen years later you find out he's had a whole freaking family with some Spanish bitch and he doesn't even know your f*cking name anymore!
Shut the f*ck up!
(Crying) I'm sorry...
I'm mad, really bad, but don't tell my mum and dad.
Pucker up, kiss my butt,
Cuz I'm bloody f*cking nuts.
Hear the bass, skinny waist
Now let's copy Pokerface like,
Woah oh Woah oh oh, Woah oh Woah oh oh.
I'm mad, really bad, but don't tell my mum and dad.
Pucker up, kiss the nut,
Cuz it sells to be a slut.
Hear the bass, skinny waist
Now let's copy Pokerface like
Woah oh Woah oh oh, Woah oh Woah oh oh.
(Woah, Woah, Woah, Woah, Woah, Woah)
Just Dance!
Bad Romance!
Now let's copy Pokerface like,
Woah oh Woah oh oh, Woah oh Woah oh oh.
WIN