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(Scatting by Scatman John)
Everybody party down to Louisiana
Everybody jam (yeh)
Everybody come and take a ride with me
(Scatting by Scatman John)
Follow
When Johnny comes marching home again
He's coming by bus or underground
A woman's eye will shed a tear to see his face so beaten in fear
It's just
you sign, Mr. Ghostface, package for a friend, here
Right by the X, my bad, here's a pen

[Method Man]
Gucci flip flops, I box my way to the kitchen
comes to my birthday party [Repeat: x8]

Oh boy my skin feels about an inch thick, how about you Ben?
I'm fine, another line?
Why is everybody talking
[Chorus 2X: John Cena]
We roll by in the pimp ride (then we)
Walk through with the pimp slide (y'all know me)
Crew heavy on the thick side
Well I'm a John Reuben from the land or corn
Columbus, Ohio that's where I was born in
By mom Kathleen on January 14
1979 I entered the scene lookin'
crackin' all night
D-P-G
Bad Boy for life
It's crackin' all night
Cause everybody know that D-P-G-C, Bad Boy niggas run this

The party jumpin',
[ intro: fat joe ]
Yeah yeah
Terror squad what-what
Cuban link what-what
'99, baby

[ verse 1: cuban link ]
Yo ladi-dadi, mami, I love to party
Plus
and everybody wants to be the man
A well a hey
Yippe yo
Yippe four quarter slam
Everybody grab a party and just get on down

Do you want to get down
Do you
And he pointed to the man who's picture was on the magazine cover
And everybody kinda said under their breath yeah he's cool alright
And I got sick to my
and everybody wants to be the man
A well a hey
Yippe yo
Yippe four quarter slam
Everybody grab a party and just get on down

Do you want to get down
Do you
the next nigga 
To step get deleted by death undefeated 
Ain't no thang to put that body to rest 
Chest filled with smoke yokin' niggas up 
By
[Kyprios] 
I'm on my way, on the highway/ 
To a special place, it never rains, with better terrain/ 
And by the way I'll say good bye game/ 
But
niggas be eating pasta but they love zucchini
Rocking valor tennis suits by Sergio Tecchini
Them type of cats that call you because you can't call 'em
the most shit, fuck the most hoes
Come on, you can even ask Don Juan
It's official now, they all rock Sean John
Might have to change my name to strong arm