We Came Here To Party

We didn’t come here to fight
I say we grab ourselves a bottle
A toast to the good life
Just 'cause a guy
Got a suit and a tie
Don’t mean he gonna tax ya
Just 'cause I walk with a limp
Like an old school pimp
Don’t mean I slap ya
But if you wanna talk tough
And you wanna puff up
Then I might just have to
But I ain’t come here to clock ya mouth,
I came here to rock the house
I get crazy and wild
Anything for the fans to make them smile
Goose, girls, that’s my style,
If you think I’m a thug then you in denial
But you know when push comes to shove,
We protect ourselves and the ones we love
Stay at home, sit and judge,
Or celebrate life and hit the club
Everybody just wants to feel good
From up on Capitol Hill to the hood
Often times we can misunderstood
But tonight is our night
We came here to party (rock!)
We didn’t come here to fight
I say we grab ourselves a bottle
A toast to the good life
They call you suit and tie
You’s a politician
They call me superfly
I’m always with two bitches
You go to church to hide
I grew up with them scriptures
You on your Ps and Qs,
I sip that jeez juice
We both get a lot of attention in the press
You selling books and wanna be the president
We selling hooks and the flow is heaven-sent
We both hustling, so why we tussling?
Everybody just wants to feel good
From up on Capitol Hill to the hood
Often times we can misunderstood
But tonight is our night
We came here to party (rock!)
We didn’t come here to fight
I say we grab ourselves a bottle
A toast to the good life
I came here to rock the house
Rock, rock, rock, rock, rock the house
We came here to party (rock!)
We didn’t come here to fight
I say we grab ourselves a bottle
A toast to the good life