C E L E B R a T I O N (feat. Mel Shakur & Showtym)

Let's get it Ain't none but a Aww man Uh It's a celebration tonight Celebration ladies and gentlemen Yung Mel and showtym baby We in here Supa let's go Yea put ya bottles in the air We balling like Labron hater say it ain't fair We celebrating it's a bunch of models in here If you bout yo paper put your hands in the air Yea yea Now everybody say yea Yea yea Now everybody say yea We celebrating it's a bunch of models in here If you bout yo paper put your hands in the air yea Bar tender what's up DJ's what's up Shout out to security and shout out to the bouncers Shout out to lil mama in that dress looking awesome And shout out to her mama for not having an abortion Uh oh what you thought the beat was gone drop Sorry we do things a lil different round here bruh While you be in the club Popping bottles throwing money up I be in the club Popping bottles throwing money up That's what I say when I'm looking in the mirror Then I get dressed hit this blunt and go to a party with my niggas Oh y'all ain't got no drink it's cool we brought some with us But we went through hell to get it we some Supabad niggas Ay Show you see that bad chick with red dreads And she's smiling big with a drink in her hand Not to mention she came in with her best friend So me and can prolly get em both to the crib After we poor em up Yea put ya bottles in the air We balling like Labron hater say it ain't fair We celebrating it's a bunch of models in here If you bout yo paper put your hands in the air Yea yea Now everybody say yea Yea yea Now everybody say yea We celebrating it's a bunch of models in here If you bout yo paper put your hands in the air yea Ouu It's some kush in the air I run this shit I look like Reggie bush up in here That shit that we be drinking it ain't cheap uh uhh Ask a little mama if she want to leave she say uh huh Look I'm trying to fuck with you but I ain't into love A lot of bees fly but they don't get to buzz Mama say I'm crazy and blazing like Marley was Ya boyfriend soft come go hard with us American Airlines done with the bus Cause I'm flyer than a bird with its wings up Watch yourself break your foot trying to kick it how we kick it They say money come in books well I want every chapter in it Girl you can leave this club with me tonight Let me roll up this flight And I'm gone get you right yea And we ain't gotta tell nobody your body make me wanna keep on the lights oow Yea put ya bottles in the air We balling like Labron hater say it ain't fair We celebrating it's a bunch of models in here If you bout yo paper put your hands in the air Yea yea Now everybody say yea Yea yea Now everybody say yea We celebrating it's a bunch of models in here If you bout yo paper put your hands in the air yea Look And I step in smelling right Ladies everywhere but which one am I leaving with tonight Got my niggas with me and three girlies that stay rolling flight But really I'm just trying to have the time of my life I told my niggas just to let go for a sec Cause when we make it to the top It doesn't lead to anger jealousy or regret See I can talk about my neck but I ain't got nothing on No special occasion we just celebrate for nothing homie I told her meet me in the back and don't have nothing on And we can smoke and celebrate like it's a honeymoon She started laughing Moments later I noticed it's because the attraction OK the nights over Here's a wet napkin Uh this ain't no secret that I'm telling But if God wanted today to be perfect there would be no tomorrow We celebrating why you at home laying in sorrow So ladies say Yea if you down to do it tomorrow uh Yea put ya bottles in the air We balling like Labron hater say it ain't fair We celebrating it's a bunch of models in here If you bout yo paper put your hands in the air Yea yea Now everybody say yea Yea yea Now everybody say yea We celebrating it's a bunch of models in here If you bout yo paper put your hands in the air yea