Hook: Po3

I’m feeling like the Fresh Prince on a Saturday night

I got my kicks on tight, chasin’ a rabbit that’s white

We from the old school baby, where we jammin’ all night

And I was hoping you could maybe hand me the mic

And let me set it off for ya

Yeah, we finna set it off for ya, alright

Gotta set it off for ya, like it’s how we roll

When you hear this, turn the volume up as loud as it goes

Verse 1: Cee

Yeah, and I ain’t hit it like I used to do

I mean the club and the booze but shit tonight the kid (smooth)

Yeah, I caught the vibe and my energy peakin’

Tonight we finna turn up, I ain’t needin’ a reason

I’m firin’ up the vaporizer, hit it heavy

And baby, I ain’t playin’ ‘round, we splittin’ a Heady

Pourin’ the craft with the proper glassware here

Aromas from the India Pale ain’t escapin’ the air

Ay, shirt pressed and accessories poppin’

Pimp juice in my blood, ain’t no stoppin’ the prophet

I’m on my grown shit, Merlot on the dancefloor

Two Steppin’, Electric Slidin’ like a boss dog

Yeah, and we ain’t tryina hear no trap shit

Fetty Wap and Future never welcome when the Fam lit

So grab another, eff a macro brew

This shit a TMF party, where you at? Come through, coz I be

Hook: Po3

Smooth on a Saturday night

I got my kicks on tight, chasin’ a rabbit that’s white

We from the old school baby, where we jammin’ all night

And I was hoping you could maybe hand me the mic

And let me set it off for ya

Yeah, we finna set it off for ya, alright

Gotta set it off for ya, like it’s how we roll

When you hear this, turn the volume up as loud as it goes

Verse 2: Po3

I saw my dreams in a looking glass

And it wasn’t but a second 'til the look into my past had finally passed

Then I was staring at myself again

Just a reflection but I swear I almost felt him grin

The last laugh was apparently my helping hands

'Cause I could see my own soul start to meld again

I knew my limits and was given the good health I’m in

It taking care of self’s considered selfish, well I’m selfish then, sue me, shit

As far as I can tell I’ve done my duty

But if I become unruly, somebody say something to me

I’m only human but I feel so friggity-fresh

'Cause this the type of shit that hits in ya chest, it’s party jumping music

When we drop it got you sticking around

'Cause all we here to make you do is shake your hips to the sound It’s alright if you feeling it now

We do this all night, and keep rocking 'til the ceiling is down

Hook: Po3

I’m feeling like the Fresh Prince on a Saturday night

I got my kicks on tight, chasin’ a rabbit that’s white

We from the old school baby, where we jammin’ all night

And I was hoping you could maybe hand me the mic

And let me set it off for ya

Yeah, we finna set it off for ya, alright

Gotta set it off for ya, like it’s how we roll

When you hear this, turn the volume up as loud as it goes