Information
Q84
The Arid Kanis
Owner: rosary
Age: 9 years, 4 months, 3 weeks
Born: December 27th, 2014
Adopted: 3 years, 2 months, 2 days ago
Adopted: March 19th, 2021
Statistics
- Level: 15
- Strength: 39
- Defense: 38
- Speed: 35
- Health: 37
- HP: 19/37
- Intelligence: 17
- Books Read: 16
- Food Eaten: 2
- Job: Stock Worker
Wake up in the mornin' feelin' like P Diddy (hey, what up girl?)Grab my glasses, I'm out the door, I'm gonna hit this city (let's go)Before I leave, brush my teeth with a bottle of Jack'Cause when I leave for the night, I ain't comin' backI'm talkin' pedicure on our toes, toesTryin' on all our clothes, clothesBoys blowin' up our phones, phonesDrop-toppin', playin' our favorite CDsPullin' up to the partiesTryna get a little bit tipsyDon't stop, make it popDJ, blow my speakers upTonight, I'ma fight'Til we see the sunlightTick-tock on the clockBut the party don't stop, noOh, whoa, whoa-ohOh, whoa, whoa-ohDon't stop, make it popDJ, blow my speakers upTonight, I'ma fight'Til we see the sunlightTick-tock on the clockBut the party don't stop, no…Ain't got a care in the world, but got plenty of beerAin't got no money in my pocket, but I'm already hereAnd now the dudes are linin' up 'cause they hear we got swaggerBut we kick 'em to the curb unless they look like Mick JaggerI'm talkin' 'bout everybody gettin' crunk, crunkBoys try to touch my junk, junkGonna smack him if he gettin' too drunk, drunkNow, now, we go until they kick us out, outOr the police shut us down, downPolice shut us down, downPo-po shut us downDon't stop, make it popDJ, blow my speakers upTonight, I'ma fight'Til we see the sunlightTick-tock on the clockBut the party don't stop, noOh, whoa, whoa-ohOh, whoa, whoa-ohDon't stop, make it popDJ, blow my speakers upTonight, I'ma fight'Til we see the sunlightTick-tock on the clockBut the party don't stop, noOh, whoa, whoa-ohOh, whoa, whoa-ohDJ, you build me upYou break me downMy heart, it poundsYeah, you got meWith my hands upYou got me nowYou got that soundYeah, you got meDJ, you build me upYou break me downMy heart, it poundsYeah, you got meWith my hands upPut your hands upPut your hands upNow, the party don't start 'til I walk inDon't stop, make it pop