A nightclub she gone, a push it up in time she hear from your band
A bust a sweat a sip it up and lag on, so dem a go on, a touch it go on
Me a pay ask her if she won't pan the farm, cause when she go so on she rise up the arm
Set off the sprinkler and the fire alarm, stay in the land, stifle van car, mow the arm, close the arm
All dem press a phone here and dem say things a go on
Roll up Ralph Lauren and Donna Karan
You have to pan your drugs so well