801

Growing up in the 801
 There's only one club, so we blow it up
 Leave your church shoes and your Sunday clothes
 But bring your guilt and we gon' let it go
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 Quarter to twelve on a Saturday night
 Hitting a J while we wait in line
 Let's leave all those things that we were taught behind
 
 'Cause being ourselves could never be a crime
 So what does your mama think, yeah?
 So what does your daddy think?
 Forget what they think
 Forget what they think, yeah
 Growing up in the 801
 There's only one club, so we blow it up
 Leave your church shoes and your Sunday clothes
 But bring your guilt and we gon' let it go
 You, me and Moni gonna rock to the rhythm
 That brings out rebels and get higher and higher
 You, me and Moni gonna rock to the rhythm
 That brings out rebels and get higher and higher
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 Me and my girl, we're the stars of the show
 Everyone watches us out on the floor
 I save her a seat while she gets me a drink
 And I love her so, so I don't care what they think
 'Cause that's how it goes, there's not a soul that don't know
 Yeah, that's how we roll
 Growing up in the 801
 There's only one club, so we blow it up
 Leave your church shoes and your Sunday clothes
 But bring your guilt and we gon' let it go
 You, me and Moni gonna rock to the rhythm
 That brings out rebels and get higher and higher
 You, me and Moni gonna rock to the rhythm
 That brings out rebels and get higher and higher
 Growing up in the 801
 In the 801
 Growing up in the 801
 There's only one club, so we blow it up
 Leave your church shoes and your Sunday clothes
 But bring your guilt and we gon' let it go
 You, me and Moni gonna rock to the rhythm
 That brings out rebels and get higher and higher
 You, me and Moni gonna rock to the rhythm
 That brings out rebels and get higher and higher