Don't Stop The Party Lyrics - Singles - T Pain

[Intro: T-Pain] 

Hello, welcome to Club Nappy Boy 

Um, My name is Teddy, I'll be your waiter for the night 

And uh, what can I get you?... 

You know what, fuck all that shit man 

You fine as a mothafucka 

Now I'm just try'na holla at cha baby, you know what I'm sayin? 

This what I want'cha to do, I'm a go I'm a go to the bar 

And I'm a put my iPod on to the, on to the system 

And I just want'cha to groovin real quick, I'm a be right back hold on, play this hit right quick 

Oh! 

Welcome to Club Nappy Boy man (Nappy Boy) 

Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha 

Ay, ay Jarared can you hold me down for like fifteen minutes man, I need to go holla at this girl real quick man?... 

Fo sho my nigga, ha, ha, ha (clapping) 

Ay, Striaght up 

Check it 

Huh 

Shit 

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I got bout three cups for me, and one cup for you 

But I got grease of patrone and I got you some deuce 

But I got Louie 13 and that blue Calgeen 

But that, kinda depends on what moods you kind in 

But it's all good vibes, good times, good living 

T-Pain music, blacky mouse good liquor 

Thinking how I should lick her, or maybe not 

Cause soon as I wanna tell her, bet the music gone stop... 

... Shots of patrone got me lifted 

I'm smarter than I ever been, I'm gone but gifted 

Every song that came on I ripped it 

Every rap that sounded wack I ripped it 

Now did it feel good when you took that 

Shawty gave me the look, I gave her the look back 

Damn, look at that 

Is it that she feeling me? 

Is it that she really wishes she can be an inity have kids with me? 

But first we gotta finish thee drink 

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[talking: T-Pain] 

It's the same one I got'chu 

It's sitting right here on the bar 

Ah, I see you already fucked up 

Keep drinking though 

[Hook: Young Cash] 

Now everybody put your hands up and let me say 

(Don't Stop The Party) 

And if you fucked up 

(Keep On Drinking) 

Everybody put your hands up and let me say, let me say 

(Please Tip The Bartender) 

And if you fucked up 

(Keep On Drinking) 

[T-Pain:] 

Take two up in the clubroom 

You know how us do 

You know how we does 

Don't care that we cous' 

It's stringerly liquor, we ridiciously, oblivious to that shit 

And the smell bout to sick of me, EWW 

Obviously she be feeling my skills 

And my brian keep on telling me to get her I will 

But if I get the brain my dick will make me bust it a grill 

But my eyes telling me to just chill 

I must be drunk as hell! 

[talking: T-Pain] 

Ah, I mean what'cha doin liking ah?... 

Ah, baby I don't know what to say to you, you just fine as hell 

Ah, shit 

[Hook: Young Cash] 

Now everybody put'cha hands up and let me say 

(Don't Stop The Party) 

And if you drunk as fuck 

(Keep On Drinking) 

Now everybody put'cha hands up and let me say 

(Please Tip The Bartender) 

And if you fucked up 

(Keep On Drinking) 

[talking: T-Pain] 

I'm try'na say lil momma 

This is all I want'cha to do: Put your drink down, 

Pick it back up 

Drink it 

Put it back down 

Pick it up again 

Drink it some more 

Put it down on the bar 

Slide it cross the bar 

Tell somebody to pass you your drink back 

Pick it up again 

Put it in my mouth 

I'm a take a sip of it 

Put it back down 

I want you to pick it back up 

Then you take a sip of it 

And both of us drunk as fuck 

And the first person that just slid for the first time 

Let's go 

Just slide with me baby, knahsayin? 

Fly on the clouds, knahsayin like 

We can go G5 

Well it's really G3 

But I ain't try'na brag on you knahsayin, I do have a airplane 

I just don't talk about being on them, cause I got one 

22 cars you can't fail with that baby, you know what I 'm sayin? 

I'm just sayin, let's fly drunk, let's drive drunk, let's be drunk 

Together... 

In your face!