verse1:
right now its that time for everyone to feel good
have a couple of fish frys seafood in the hood
wanna step out in my finest haters knew i could
to the bootlegger for a drink i think that i should
cause today the sun is bright and im feeling aight
wanna breeze to gulf and step back from the mic
fly away like jamaicans when they smoking a sak
see my dreams com-ing to life like im a soaring a kite

chorus:
i want to celebrate my victorys
you want to celebrate your victorys
can we just both celebrate our victorys
i want to celebrate our victorys

verse2:
its time gas up the whip grab the chip and dip
aint no stressful scenarios to make ya flip
baby mama stack with groceries and the milk
mama so happy to see ya aint giving ya lip
aint worried bout a thing cause the bills are paid
just left barbershop with a brand new fade
ladies got your hair done in them sexy braids
happy you became, rich from a working maid
little girls with they barbies little boys they trucks
everyone happy no shoots outs in the hood to duck
throw ya hands up in the air like you dont give a BLEEP
champagne bottles exploding like fireworks leave ya stuck
its a celebration so turn ya radio stations
aint no sad adele but lauren miseducation
so in love with my money its an infatuation
on cloud 9 a nigga deported to cyber stations

chorus:
i want to celebrate my victorys
you want to celebrate your victorys
can we just both celebrate our victorys
i want to celebrate our victorys