Released: June 1, 2009

Songwriter: Mac Miller

Producer: Mac Miller

[Intro]
Uh-oh, uh-oh (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
Shit got me feelin' funky up in here (Right?)
Ayy

[Chorus]
We gon' keep it rollin', it's four in the mornin' (Haha)
Tell them hoes that the doors still open (Uh-huh)
'Cause the party jumpin' all night (What? What?)
Tell the DJ the party jumpin' all night (Yeah)
We gon' keep it rollin' (Yeah), it's four in the mornin'
Tell them hoes that the doors still open (Get your motherfuckin' hands off me)
'Cause the party jumpin' all night (Haha)
Tell the DJ the party jumpin' all night

[Verse 1]
Let's go (Go)
[?] spittin' with style (Style)
Party people, 'bout to be gettin' it [?] (Uh-huh)
It ain't nothin' but love and crushin' and fuckin'
From nothin' to somethin', bumpin' the system, gettin' it jumpin' (Jumpin')
All my ladies (Ladies), where you at? (Where you at?)
I'm postin' up, bring that ass to the back (Uh-huh)
I'm comin' back [?] and they lovin' it (Lovin' it)
Got a bunch of cash, tell me where the honeys at
Nah, tell me the money at (Money at)
I'm seein' stacks right in front of Mac, run with that (Run with that)
Runnin' tracks like I run it back (Ayy)
Givin' bitches wood like a lumberjack (Haha)
Uh, what's crack-a-lackin'? Mac is rappin' for your satisfaction (Uh-huh)
Back in action, and my shorty's ass is clappin'
Hand me the mic, alright? 'Cause we gon' be rockin' this all night (Oh, oh, oh)

[Chorus]
We gon' keep it rollin', it's four in the mornin' (Let's get it)
Tell them hoes that the doors still open (Come on)
'Cause the party jumpin' all night (Come on)
Tell the DJ the party jumpin' all night (Haha)
We gon' keep it rollin', it's four in the mornin' (Haha)
Tell them hoes that the doors still open (Let's get it)
'Cause the party jumpin' all night (Let's get it)
Tell the DJ the party jumpin' all night

[Verse 2]
It's alright (Alright), it's okay (Okay)
We gon' party from the night to the day (Haha)
Oh, baby girl, wanna stay? (Come on)
So, tell your man to go away
But we gon' keep it jumpin', we gon' keep it jumpin'
I know you want it bad, girl, stop frontin' (Stop frontin')
Oh, I ain't a player, I just crush a lot (Crush a lot)
And you know that the kid gon' hit the spot
The fortune, fame, gorgeous dames know the name (Know the name)
When they hearts even know they know the game (Know the game)
Play my cards right, see, the kid control the game (Control the game)
Beat bangin', leave you with a broken frame
They let the beast out the open cage
Spoken flame, and there's always more dough to make (Money)
They try and say that they hardly know 'em
That's okay, keep that party comin' (Oh, oh, oh)

[Chorus]
We gon' keep it rollin', it's four in the mornin' (Haha)
Tell them hoes that the doors still open
'Cause the party jumpin' all night (Get crazy)
Tell the DJ the party jumpin' all night
We gon' keep it rollin', it's four in the mornin'
Tell them hoes that the doors still open (Let's get it)
'Cause the party jumpin' all night (Let's get it)
Tell the DJ the party jumpin' all night

[Verse 3]
I get that bang for my buck with some drank in my cup (Cup)
My swagger's on point every day of the month (Month)
Good haze in the blunt got me zoned out (Zoned out)
Go see your party, kick you out your own house (Peace)
'Bout to go down with some chow (Haha)
Shit is poppin' off (Off), it's gettin' wild
Uh, I'm at the party right now with some women (Hoes)
And the crowd, they go wild while I'm spittin' (Ayy)
Freestyle or a written, I'ma get this shit poppin'
Stayin' so fresh like I'm dressed for my coffin (Dressed for my coffin)
This not a option, it's a way of life (Life)
So tell my moms a couple honeys 'bout to stay the night (Haha)
And I hit the spot in the AM, blazin', then hazin'
Headin' to the stage to give a taste of amazin' (Amazin')
If you get your swag down pat, come and rock with me (Uh-oh)
And ladies, I'll be right here, come and talk to me (Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, ayy)

[Chorus]
We gon' keep it rollin', it's four in the mornin' (Let's get it)
Tell them hoes that the doors still open (Let's get it)
'Cause the party jumpin' all night (All night)
Tell the DJ the party jumpin' all night (All night)
We gon' keep it rollin' (Rollin'), it's four in the mornin' (Haha)
Tell them hoes that the doors still open (Yeah)
'Cause the party jumpin' all night
Tell the DJ the party jumpin' all night
We gon' keep it rollin', it's four in the mornin'
Tell them hoes that the doors still open
'Cause the party jumpin' all night
Tell the DJ the party jumpin' all night (Uh-oh)
We gon' keep it rollin' (Uh-oh, uh-oh)

[Outro]
That's how it go down, y'all
Teenage wasteland
Party jumpin' all night, motherfuckers
We don't sleep, I ain't sleepin' in weeks
It's cool though, 'cause I've been wasted
Haha, what's up, Mom?

Mac Miller

Malcolm James McCormick (Jan. 19, 1992 – Sept. 7, 2018), who performed as Mac Miller, was an American rapper and producer from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. Since releasing his first mixtape at just 15 years old, he became one of the leaders of the new school of young and highly talented “weirdos.”

Mac’s credibility in the rap game increased ten-fold and resulted in a slew of quality releases, including 2012’s Macadelic mixtape, his second studio album Watching Movies With The Sound Off, and his critically-acclaimed 2014 mixtape Faces.

He had multiple alter-egos, most notably his producer alias Larry Fisherman and his sick and twisted pitched-up persona (à la Quasimoto,) Delusional Thomas.