Corillo

It's 12 o'clock and the crew that doesn't care, we're leaving
A couple of toys to have fun, we take them
Let's trip out and ride
So they can fog up, we give them some lights

The plan continues, the fun continues
We're going to the club to sing my law
With the straw well packed and the cars cleaned
Tonight we're going to stand out

Suddenly the guards stopped us
They said roll down the windows, it smells like marijuana
Mr. Officer, with all due respect, you roll it down
Can't you see we're going to the club to pick up chicks

I have a license
You don't have a judge's order
You can't search us, we're within the law
We're good, buddy, we beat the guards

We fill it up and then we bring it down
And the chicks at the club are waiting
And tonight we'll party hard