My Song

Say, lil mama What up, whoadie? Say, say, say, say, lil mama Yeah, yeah Hey, girl! It's Friday! I know What y'all doin'? You ain't got no job Say what? You right You ain't got nothin' to do No no, no job You right! So we goin' out! Yeah! Yeah! Live, come on girl! Time to kill! That right Ha! Ha ha, ha Uh, uh, uh That's my song DJ, turn that heat up louder, you heard me That's my song DJ, a little more on the volume, you heard me That's my song DJ, you know you goin' hard, so don't hurt me That's my song DJ, here come my favorite part, so let's party I see some hotties standing outside In the line, waiting patiently to get their gangster on I see some mamas rocking Prada Bottega Veneta, Christian Dior and Louis Vuitton Ooh ooh wee, we be Rocking for deep in the caddy tonight Ooh ooh wee, we be Searchin' for our sexy daddies, alright Ooh ooh wee, we be Hitting the club downtown, we heard it's bumpin' Ooh ooh wee, we see It's whack, so we rollin' down the street And we bumpin' That's my song DJ, turn that heat up louder, you heard me That's my song DJ, a little more on the volume, you heard me That's my song DJ, you know you goin' hard, so don't hurt me That's my song DJ, here come my favorite part, so let's party I see my partners standing left to me beggin' desperately To hook her up with the brother on my right I'm feelin' funny 'cause I kinda wish that money to my right was feeling me But child, it's alright Ooh ooh-ooh wee, we see Fellas jockin' deep and silent glockin' Ooh ooh wee, we see Drinks being bought and shoulders getting high Ooh ooh wee we see Folks fired up, getting crunk, getting drunk Ooh ooh wee, we see The party erupts as he turned the track up That's my song DJ, turn that heat up louder, you heard me That's my song DJ, a little more on the volume, you heard me That's my song DJ you know you goin' hard, so don't hurt me That's my song DJ here come my favorite part, so let's party Girl, you come over here I didn't know you had got them green shoes on? Oh, god, ha! 'Cause I know she got them callin' misters on her feet! Girl, he's polka-dot brown, so what if I'm gettin' with him? Ooh ooh wee Ooh ooh wee, we see Band-aid feet, pinky rings and fake Rollies Ooh ooh wee, we see Too many prints, bandits and ashy knees Ooh ooh wee, we see Beautiful people havin' a good time Ooh ooh wee, we see It's 4 o'clock, we back next week, the same time That's my song DJ, turn that heat up louder, you heard me That's my song DJ, a little more on the volume, you heard me That's my song DJ, you know you goin' hard, so don't hurt me That's my song DJ, here come my favorite part, so let's party Oh oh Oh Oh ooh, oh ooh ooh Oh, that's my song Oh, that's my song That's my song Don't you know tha-that song? That's my song Yeah