Lyrics
We're here to pop some bottles
And enjoy the party not here to pop nobody
Not here for no gun play
So flat I got it 'cause the money not tatty
Now let me see you drop it
Keep it rocking all day

It's the world war 3 outside but we in here
Hands in the sky wave 'em
High let me see them
Music sounding right let me know
When you feel it
We don't want to murder but you
Know we bout to kill it

We going underground 'til the sun come rise
Where the music playing loud and
The place go wild
And the drinks start flowing
When we hit midnight this is how we survive
Show you a kind world that
Will change your life
Where the music playing loud and
The place go wild
And the drinks start flowing
When we hit midnight this is how we survive
Dj drop that bomb, bomb, bomb
The whole club go dumb, dumb, dumb
And it don't matter where ya from, from, from
We party as one this is how we survive

Them outside suiting but them can't hit me
I'm east side vibing pull up the DJ
We only live once, so no matter what they say
We party from Kingston to MIA

It's a konkrete jungle outside but we in it
Lighters in the sky put them
High let me see them
Wifes in the building let me
Know what you feelin
We don't want to murder but you
Know we bout to kill it

We going underground 'til the sun come rise
Where the music playing loud and
The place go wild
And the drinks start flowing
When we hit midnight this is how we survive
Show you a kind world that
Will change your life
Where the music playing loud and
The place go wild
And the drinks start flowing
When we hit midnight this is how we survive
Dj drop that bomb, bomb, bomb
The whole club go dumb, dumb, dumb
And it don't matter where ya from, from, from
We party as one this is how we survive

Yeah, yeah hey yo Sean Kingston make sure
Shorty over there pass me one
Of those chug chugging
Looping on them batch
And I don't mean to brag
But when I get up on the mic and
I fuck it up everybody else get mad
Put all of my money in the bag
Her amaze everything swag
Too many broads can't fit up in the
Whip everybody else get a cab
What a vibe, what a vibe, what a vibe nr1
And you sittin' way I slip up at a place
And on my shit tough until it done
Them blacking since burn I really see
The God that I've become
And I mac everybody run away the fly
They godless where they from
Now I'm a sling thing
They got me sling thing
And I broke up that cup it
Don't matter what the rest bring
You can't find me I'm at the
Crib in the west wing while I'm seeing beat

Dj drop that bomb, bomb, bomb
The whole club go dumb, dumb, dumb
And it don't matter where ya from, from, from
We party as one this is how we survive
Dj drop that bomb, bomb, bomb
The whole club go dumb, dumb, dumb
And it don't matter where ya from, from, from
We party as one this is how we survive
Dj drop that bomb

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): ERROL JOHNNY OSBOURNE, IAN SMITH, JONATHAN ROTEM, KISEAN ANDERSON, LLOYD JAMES, MARTY GARTON JR., NOEL DAVEY, TREVOR SMITH, WINSTON THOMAS




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