jueves, 31 de marzo de 2011

Wake up in the morning feeling like P Diddy, hey, what up girl?
Put my glasses on, I'm out the doorI'm gonna hit this city. Lets go. Before I leave, brush my teeth with a bottle of Jack, cause when I leave for the night, I ain't coming back.

I'm talking - pedicure on our toes, toes. Trying on all our clothes, clothes. Boys blowing up our phones, phones. Drop-topping, playing our favorite cds, pulling up to the parties, trying to get a little bit tipsy. Don't stop, make it pop, DJ blow my speakers up. Tonight, Imma fight, till we see the sunlight.

Tick tock, on the clock but the party don't stop...

1 comentario:

No me encuentro disponible en este momento o no quiero hablarte, dejame tu mensaje después de la señal. PIII