Ft. Jon Connor & Zip K

(Hook)

Tell the waitress bring the bottles
Put â??em in the ice!
I swear to God that I have many nights

The $#&@ing (*##$es live the !@!@&& dreamy life
Party like itâ??s February 29th
Nine, nine

We gonâ?? party like itâ??s February 29th
(Verse)
And artist like me is seen every leap year

So lets party like a frat-house with cheap beer
Winter premier, ^!$$%s in the street dear
Keep this piece near, blood on my seat spear

Let it be clear, the only thing that he fears
Not being preferred as the black impaired(?)
Without yâ??all thinking he weird

Iâ??m talking John P quier
My %#@! sheer, I used to sweep beer
Until then I keep the presidential

Rollie shinning brilliant
Feel like Iâ??m Bill Clint
Shawty said she wasnâ??t going, but she still went

Been around the world twice, but Iâ??m still prynce
X in her clothes, she proâ??ly got the same number
Call â??er right now, I bet you should still be spending

Flew out to Paris, Iâ??mma take my show further
If you call him Pierre, in a way itâ??s still French,
Soâ?¦

(Hook)
Tell the waitress bring the bottles
Put â??em in the ice!

I swear to God that I have many nights
The $#&@ing (*##$es live the !@!@&& dreamy life
Party like itâ??s February 29th

Nine, nine
We gonâ?? party like itâ??s February 29th
(Verse)

Who am i to say what I deserve and if I really deserve it?
I get to play with these words while the world is barely keep turning
Determined to get it, born in the city, Iâ??m getting fed