Celebration(Album Version (Explicit)) feat. T-Pain

歌詞

[Hook - T-Pain] I ain't gotta do nothing, I ain't gotta say shit Everybody put your cups up and roll the blunts up, it's a fucking celebration Yeah, everything is alright, I propose a toast to the greatest You be get up on this fly shit baby It's a fucking celebration, bitches [Verse 1 - TYGA] Ballin' in this bitch cause I'm better Models at my table when they down for whatever It's a cold world so it's heat in my leather We gonna make it rain, we ain't tripping off the weather Birthday suit removed Jay baby baby let me put you on game I got that crazy crazy eye drive you insane Every play (?) make these niggas know my name T-Raw, young star, Gringo Shining hard every second don't blink ho If you ain't sipping and you tripping better drink more Too many dicks on the field trying to get yours What your home girl don't know Won't hurt her so girl let go They say they ain't tricking nigga got it But we ain't tricking anything and we got it, so [Hook - T-Pain] I ain't gotta do nothing, I ain't gotta say shit Everybody put your cups up and roll the blunts up, it's a fucking celebration Yeah, everything is alright, I propose a toast to the greatest You be get up on this fly shit baby It's a fucking celebration, bitches [Verse 2 - TYGA] Fly, fly niggas do fly thangs Overseas, I can put you on my dream team High king, TYGA-lajuwan 2 rings, yeah we on one We ain't never done, it's small fun when you living how we living Big living room, beautiful women Baby take your shoes off, she just trying to kick it Gone down town now, she gonna let me kiss it So good, yep yep, Young Money and we all good All my homies in this thang wish a nigga would If a nigga could, I don't think he should Getting money, rocking clubs like t woods Bright lights like we living in the sky Erybody put your hands high It ain't tricking nigga got it But we ain't tricking anything and we got it, so [Hook x2 - T-Pain] I ain't gotta do nothing, I ain't gotta say shit Everybody put your cups up and roll the blunts up, it's a fucking celebration Yeah, everything is alright, I propose a toast to the greatest You be get up on this fly shit baby It's a fucking celebration, bitches