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[Verse 1: Ghetts] Champagne in my throat For every day I was broke I'm getting bread So I be raising a toast, I'm like "Cheers!" "Here's to the years there weren't a good reason we could celebrate (The good life)" Weed so loud I need to air [?] Whenever we roll out, man a regulate Bread bring the seagulls round Check the resume She know G H E double T O's ego's like B notes But anyway Gyaldem are surprised when they see man on the dance floor Like why, what d'you think I'm in the dance for? Now I gotta tell a black beauty I'm a dark horse Knightrider, I let the car talk Party animal, ain't no rest for the wicked And I am bad like Mike was Black gloves, white socks Leather jacket with the zips, My Gosh [Hook: MYKL] All the freaks so sheek Stepping out, living large like party animals And we get so deep Mandy ain't letting me sleep, party animals SongtexteAll the freaks so sheek Stepping out, living large like party animals [Verse 2: Kano] Where the waitress, ???, line 'em up Jaegerbomb, tequila, line 'em up Ain't no beef So cuz you bought a knife for what? My nigga looked like Puffy but we shined him up Ask about me A dance without me? It's like Bad Boys, without Mike Lowery Beanie man, without no bountie So Solid Crew without no Audi All-black everything type of affair Black creps, black hooligans Six sixty-three outside A black backseat, two black Nubians Feeling like I'm Caesar The gyaldem call me Julius Party animals, ain't no rest for the wicked And I am bad like Mike was Black gloves, white socks Leather jacket with the zips, My Gosh [Hook:] [Breakdown: Ghetts and Kano] ??? Count, bottles with no sorrows Surrounded by models with no morals All my brothers macks, no Donald's And we be living like there ain't no tomorrow [Hook:](x2) Aus Songtexte Mania