Party in My Pants

There's a party
(5 dollars)
in my pants
(at the door)
in my pants
(10 dollars)
in my pants
(at the door)
There's a party
(15 dollars)
in my pants
(at the door)
You're all invited
(20 dollars)
Come on and dance
(a little more)
A group on yesterday's jeans today
I got a rocket in my pocket
and I just got paid
69 chevrolet
parked on the lawn
It's primer grey, and the engine's gone
So if I strut like a pimp to the bus station
I ain't got a job and need a vacation
I keep my ass squeaky clean like nutrigine
In my used secret shoes and new limousine
and if you give me all your money
you can be my number one, honey
There's a party in my pants
There's a party in my pants
There's a party in my pants
There's a party in my pants
Rockin' in the locker room at Marta coupa snake,
Taking pictures of my dick
While my bitches sit and wait
Don't hate on the Ave because I treat my ladies bad
I'm crazy in the face, and maybe I'm a fag.
There's a party
(5 dollars)
In my pants
(at the door)
In my pants
(10 dollars)
in my pants
(at the door)
And if you give me all your money, you could be my number one, honey.
There's a party in my pants
There's a party in my pants
There's a party in my pants
There's a party in my pants
Be, be, be my number one, honey.
There's a party in my pants
And you're all on the list
The doorman's big, and black, and he's pissed,
So don't bring no dudes
and hide your loods
And slip me a mickey for pain in my kidneys
5 dollars
at the door
10 dollars
at the door
15 dollars
at the door
20 dollars
a little more