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Yo, girl! You comin’ from the Bronx?
Nah, bitch. I was sleepin’ like a fox.
Oh, true. You wanna go shop?
Of course, girl! Now watch me pop and lock (and kick it)

You know you want to dance
You’ve gotta move your feet
No more mister nice guy
Let’s move it off the street (now kick it)

My new purse is a boombox
From Audio Couture
Pumps out music from my iPod
These tunes become my cure (now kick it)

Stop, babe. Now hold on quick.
Last week you were all over his dick
Back off, bitch! Cant’cha see?
My shit got design from Loop NYC (said NYC)

You got a 3.5mm input
Now that’s a win

Just pick up your iPod and go to plug it in

Next thing thing you know, your ass will be shakin‘.

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PARTY RATS IN FULL EFFECT!

Verse:

Yo what up I’m Vince and I’m here to say
That after gettin’ drunk I’m hittin the par-tay
Gotta show up in style, get my hot pants on
Use a jockstrap to increase the size of my dong

Get to the party and I see it’s a rave
Can’t show up without a party fave
Take off my jeans, put on a party hat
All I need now are my PARTY RATS!

Chorus:

PAR-TY RATS!
Lighting up on your fingers like a laser zombie

YES! IT’S THE PAR-TY RATS!
One for each finger, five colors can’t hate

Verse:

Three hours in and I’m feeling kinda loose
I decide to mix some vodka with the party juice
Got girls on my cock and fingers in the air
Waving ’round the PARTY RATS like I JUST DON’T CARE

My thumb is black and my pinky is blue
Don’t like my PARTY RATS? Who cares! FUCK YOU
This party is trash so I’m hitting up the club
Drinking with my posse all night, bottles in the tub

Chorus:

PAR-TY RATS!
Can you believe I wrote this shit?

YES! IT’S THE PAR-TY RATS!
Want to buy some? You’ll need dollars, about six.

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