This text is a party anthem, a call to have a blast and live every day like it's your last. Diddy sets the tone by urging everyone to party hard, and Hit-Boy follows suit, encouraging everyone to dance. Britney Spears sings about how all eyes are on them in the club, while will.i.am boasts about his success and wealth. Waka Flocka Flame turns up the heat, rapping about having a good time and not taking any disrespect from anyone. Lil Wayne closes out the track, bragging about his lifestyle of women and partying.
Overall, the song glorifies hedonism, a life of pleasure, and encourages listeners to join in on the wild fun. Despite the abundance of profanity, the lyrics convey a sense of euphoria and carefree abandon that is synonymous with the nightclub atmosphere.
[Diddy:]
It's like shit is comin' down from the mothafuckin' heaven,
It's a new mothafuckin' day,
Get down or lay down.
Ay yo, turn the fuck up!
Ay yo, fuck sparklers,
I wanna see flamethrowers in this mothafucker!
This a will.i.am joint,
Hit Boy, Britney, Waka, Weezy,
And they call me Diddy, bitch!
[Hit Boy:]
Where 1 Oak at? Where Darby at?
If you at Greystone gettin' your drink on, tell ‘em to run this back.
Put your hands up in the air, got the call from will.i.am,
Now it's Hit Boy on a hit, boy,
You turned up and I'ma bring the action.
[Britney Spears: (Diddy)]
When you hear this in the club
You gonna turn-turn it up, (Turn up, bitch!)
You gonna turn-turn it up, (Turn up, bitch!)
You gonna turn-turn it up. (Turn up, bitch!)
When we up in the club
All eyes on us, (Turn up, bitch!)
All eyes on us, (Turn up!)
All eyes on us. (Let's rock!)
See the boys in the club,
They watching us,
They watching us, (You watching us.)
They watching us.
Everybody in the club
All eyes on us,
All eyes on us, (You watching us.)
All eyes on us.
[will.i.am &: Britney Spears]
I wanna scream and shout, and let it all out,
And scream and shout, and let it out.
We sayin', "Oh, wee oh, wee oh, wee oh, wee oh!"
We sayin', "Oh, wee oh, wee oh, wee oh, wee oh!"
I wanna scream and shout, and let it all out,
And scream and shout, and let it out.
We sayin', "Oh, wee oh, wee oh, wee oh, wee oh!"
You are now rockin' with will.i.am and Britney, bitch!
[will.i.am:]
Ho, it's rock and roll, roll.
Whole world know my shit everywhere I go,
Whole world bang this song ‘cause it's cold.
Ah, shit, I think that girl ready to go off,
But she want a photo, so I took a photo,
Yeah, I took a picture with iam foto.sosho.
Yeah, you got a cold chick, but I got a colder, ho,
But she don't really know shit so I gotta show her.
Hide your paper, yeah, I'm stackin' paper,
Money to the ceiling, now I need a skyscraper.
You are now, now rockin' with,
You are now, now rockin' with will.i.am and Britney, bitch,
Waka Flocka Flame, Lil Wayne, Hit Boy, Diddy, bitch!
When you hear this in the club
Just put your hands up,
Just put your hands up,
Just put your hands up.
When we up in the club...
[Diddy:]
Mothafuckers, I said, put your hands up!
Turn the fuck up right mothafuckin' now!
[Waka Flocka Flame:]
Oh, it's time to party,
Oh, it's time to party,
Smokin, drinkin, no passin out.
YOLO, Imma shout it out,
We party hard, we yell it out.
Disrespect me, knock him out,
Crack a smile, Pacquiao.
Fuck the VIP, I'm in the crowd,
Me and Britney, we actin' wild,
It's Waka Flame, you know my style,
This little chain like forty thou.
All eyes on me, thugged out,
Pop a bean, that's the old me,
Molly's here, we don't fight fair,
My buzz big, like Lightyear.
You ain't real, shorty, can't stand here,
Friends, fans and family here,
Outfit real, live with no fear,
Turn the club into a mosh pit.
I do twenty bands, do a back flip,
Girl, drop it low, shake that,
My wrists rocky like ASAP,
This a G mix and I laced that.
[Britney Spears: (Diddy)]
When you hear this in the club
You gonna turn-turn it up, (Turn up, bitch!)
You gonna turn-turn it up, (Turn up, bitch!)
You gonna turn-turn it up. (Turn up, bitch!)
When we up in the club
All eyes on us,
All eyes on us,
All eyes on us.
[will.i.am & Britney Spears:]
I wanna scream and shout, and let it all out,
And scream and shout, and let it out.
We sayin', "Oh, wee oh, wee oh, wee oh, wee oh!"
You are now, now rockin' with will.i.am and Britney, bitch!
[Lil Wayne:]
Hi, I'm Tunechi, I give the girls my room key,
Money can't buy you love so I don't pay for no pussy,
I don't pay these haters no mind, so fuckin' call me cheap,
I grab life by the horns, and that bitch went "beep-beep".
I swear, right now I feel like Pac ‘cause all eyes on me,
And I don't mean to throw no salt but these ngas small fries to me,
And my bitch bad like Britney, but I wish, I had Britney.
She remind me of my Jeep, but I got a bad memory,
And I'm feelin' good, I'm lookin' good, I'm smokin' good, I'm sippin'.
These hoes think they classy? Well, that's the class I'm skippin',
Got a party in my bedroom, that's a party she ain't missin'.
I brought her by will.i.am, but she kept callin' him William,
Only God can judge me, case closed,
I got more hoes than Drake shows,
I got this shit on lock, no escapin' doors,
And I'll make that bitch scream and shout, and let it all out,
I'll put it in her backyard like a fuckin' doghouse. Tunechi!
[will.i.am & Britney Spears:]
Scream and shout, and let it all out,
And scream and shout, and let it out.
We sayin', "Oh, wee oh, wee oh, wee oh, wee oh!"
We sayin', "Oh, wee oh, wee oh, wee oh, wee oh!"
I wanna scream and shout, and let it all out,
And scream and shout, and let it out.
We sayin', "Oh, wee oh, wee oh, wee oh, wee oh!"
You are now, now rockin' with will.i.am and Britney, bitch!
[Diddy:]
Let's go!
This is the remix,
This is a super black man remix,
This is the remix,
This is a super black man remix,
This is a super black man remix, yeah!
And they call me Diddy, bitch, yeah!
Scream and shout,
And turn them all out, yeah!