We Came Here To Party

[CHORUS]
We came here to party
(ROCK!)
We didnt come here to fight
I said: ''Grab our selves a bottle''
A toast to the good life

Just 'cause a guy got a suit and a tie
Don't mean he gonna text ya
Just 'cause I walk with a limp like an old school pimp
Don't mean I'll slap ya

But If you wanna talk tough
And you wanna puff up
Then I *might just have to*
But I aint come here to clock your mouth

I came here to rock the house
Yeah, I get crazy wild anything for the fans that make you smile.
Goose and girls, thats the style
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 capital hill to up in the hood.
Often times we can misunderstood
Tonight.. (Tonight)

[Chorus]
We came here to party
(ROCK!)
We came here to fight
I said: ''Grab our selves a bottle''
A toast to the good life

They call you soon time
You's a politician
They call me super fly
I'm always with some bitches

You go to church
I grew up with them scriptures
You mind your p's and q's
I sip that jesus juice

We both get a lot of attention in the press
You sellin' books and wanna be the president
We sellin' hooks and the flow is heaven sent
We both hustlin' so why we tustlin'

Everybody just wanna feel good
*From up on Capitol Hill to the hood*
Often times we can misunderstood
Tonight.. (Tonight)

[Chorus]
We came here to party
(ROCK!)
We came here to fight
I said: ''Grab our selves a bottle''
A toast to the good life
(x2)

I came here to rock the house
(x8)

Roc, roc, roc, roc, rock the house
(x7)

[Chorus]
We came here to party
(ROCK!)
We came here to fight
I said: ''Grab our selves a bottle''
A toast to the good life

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