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   Bb                                        C       Dm
Wake up in the morning feeling like P Diddy( Hey, what up girl?)
               Bb                                                   C        Dm
Got my glasses on, I’m out the door I’m gonna hit this city (Let’s go)
                Bb                                    C           Dm
Before I leave, brush my teeth with a bottle of  Jack
                        Bb  
Cause when I leave for the night, I ain’t coming back
                    Bb                                  C                         Dm
I’m talking pedicure on our toes, toes Trying on all our clothes, clothes
  Bb                                               C Dm                    Bb
Boys blowing up our phones, phones      Drop-toping, playing our favorite cds
   C              Dm              Gm
Pulling up to the parties  Trying to get a little bit tipsy

                         Bb                                C              Dm             Bb                               C              Dm
     * Don’t  stop, make it pop DJ, blow my speakers up Tonight, I’m a fight ‘til we see the sunlight
               Bb                                  C                Dm       Dm              C ( Bb)
      Tick tock, on the clock But the party don’t stop no Woah oh oh oh

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                   Bb                             C            Dm
Ain’t got a care in a world, but got plenty of beer
                     Bb                                     C           Dm
Ain’t got no money in my pocket, but I’m already here
                        Bb                                       C                 Dm
And now, the dudes are lining up cause they hear we got swagger
             Gm
But we kick ‘em to the curb unless they look like Mick Jagger
                           Bb                                          C                                    Dm
I’m talking about everybody getting crunk, crunk Boys trying to touch my junk, junk
             Bb                                                   C Dm                     Bb
Gonna smack him if he getting too drunk, drunk     now, now we goin’ til they kick us out, out
            C                     Dm
Or the police shut us down, down Police shut us down, down Po-po shut us

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Bb                        Gm                              Dm                    C
DJ, you build me up You break me down My heart, it pounds Yeah, you got me
Bb                       Gm                     Dm                            C
With my hands up You got me now You got that sound Yeah you got me
Bb                        Gm                             Dm                       C
DJ, you build me up You break me down My heart, it pounds Yeah, you got me
Bb                   Gm
With my hand up Put your hands up Put your hang up No, the party don’t start ‘til I walk in


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