VERSE 1:
 They say hello, they say aloha, they say bonjour
 I’m bout to kill this shit I think I need an encore
 These other rappers need to focus on they songs more
 If you ain’t faded then you need to hit the bong more
 I said I’m fly get the words in, someone bring the herbs in
 Chicks is like a plane, only like them if they virgins
 But, I exquisitely quote
 Been through slippery slopes, now I figure we toast
 Toast, there’s no traffic up here, yeah we run the sky
 Homie, I done seen everything, London eye
 Uh uh, and ain’t nobody fresher
 Semester to semester, my Carmen is Electra
 His hiatus might accept us
 Say bye to my professors
 20 light bulbs on the table of my dresser
 G-Star, I got a crazy dumb collection
 Opposing parties, you will never ruin the election

CHORUS:
 Yeah, we bring the star out
 We bring the women and the cars and the cards out
 This is a toast of celebration, bring a glass out
 And we can do this until we pass out
 Yeah, we bring the star out
 We bring the women and the cars and the cards out
 This is a toast of celebration, bring a glass out
 And we can do this until we pass out

(Pass out, pass out, pass out, pass out, pass out, pass out, pass out, pass out, pass out, pass out, pass out, pass out, pass out, pass out, pass out)

VERSE 2:
 I’m bout to pass out
 I’m bout to shatter in the game, bring a glass out
 Ok, I’m goin’ crazy and insane, I’m on a fast route
 So I’m gettin’ money, baby I’m about to cash out
 I said it’s Chiddy Bang mania, schooled in Pennsylvania
 She sucked me in the neck, vampire Transylvania
 Rappin’ to make words rhyme, that’s not trainin’ ya
 Success, we’re attainin’ ya, bullets we are aimin’ ya
 Pop, we throw it in our bare hands
 I’m a rare man, my logo’s the Air man
 Grade A flow, but I gotta put the effort in
 Me and Xaphoon movin’ up, we The Jeffersons
 Please bring my letters in, A-list, put this on your playlist
 Prob’ly heard us Through The Grapevines, some Marvin Gaye shit
 Watch me as I spit in daytime and make your face flip
 Travel out to Scotland and back, now that’s a day trip

 CHORUS:
 Yeah, we bring the star out
 We bring the women and the cars and the cards out
 This is a toast of celebration, bring a glass out
 And we can do this until we pass out
 Yeah, we bring the star out
 We bring the women and the cars and the cards out
 This is a toast of celebration, bring a glass out
 And we can do this until we pass out