Pour a drink and let the music do the rest
Don't stop moving till you feel it in your chest
Brace for impact cause once the bass attacks
You gon' shake that ass until your fucking face collapse
So if you're feeling good you'd better put your hands up
Put your hands up, put your fucking hands up
It's time to party man and we ain't tryin' to stop
Turn the volume up until the fucking speaker pops
Come on

Ha ha ha

Here we go, don't stop
Till the fucking speaker pop

P-A-R-T-Y, let the music get you high
Don't think about stopping until you reach the S K Y keepin' it fly
Until we see the mornin' light
Somethin' about it just feel right
The bass is heavy the vocals are tight
Focus on that and you'll be alright
Cause once it drops we know that they smashin'
They gettin' down in an orderly fashion
Killin' them dance moves like an assassin
Wild in the nights and you know we get crashin'
Time to get faded, soaked and sweaty
The cross that we bringin' is dope and heavy
Turnin' your brain into spaghetti
It's that time again I hope you're ready

Ha ha ha

Here we go don't stop
Till somebody call the cops

Datsik
Snak the Ripper
We tryna fucking have a good time tonight
Ha ha ha

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Writer(s): Troy David Beetles, William Scott Fyvie