Lyrics:
kiddo? You're line was busy
Bobby
Fella
Bobby
Sweetie
How have you been?
Stop by on your way home
Seems like weeks since we Bobby,
I'm getting over, all the comments.
I'm feeling statements made by people are nonsense.
I'm getting stronger, by the minute.
And once I slip into
Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you
to say
How you say you'd be right by my side the other day
How I told my mama I wouldn't do parties in LA
How I said I got you, I don't got a place
to your ears or something
Bye your voices do
You believe–what percentage of people
Here–and by the way, i’m
Not setting y’all up
I’m not setting y’all up
we are here for a show
Fill this room up row by row
Head bang to this shit
Let's get stupid with this
Let's get wild
We are misfits
People are jelous
you shake your seat
You know by the way that you shake it on the dance floor
People in the club screaming give me some more
You know by the way that you
a party)
Relief of strife and stress of the body
(Off the body)
Feel the vibe to get my mind right
(Mind right)
Meet new people to grow more insight
with fake friends
The party never ends
Surrounded by darkness
No-one give a damn
All i give is kindness
That show who i am
I really dont belong here
But
We need to get it going cause we've gotta make it right
Rap1:
When the days keep Flying by
And all the parties every night
With
gotta make it right
Rap1:
When the days keep Flying by
And all the parties everynight
With the people dancing in the street
And they be
disillusioned by weed
I breed thug muthaf***as even worse than me
When I bleed, my enemies best to flee quickly, on me
My army, n****z decieve swiftly
Look
[Intro]
Party people in the place to be
Party people in the place to be
Party people in the place to be
Ladies N Gentlemen, he's BDB
A.K.A. you host
that's where we took her
She's got contents under pressure take that lid up off that cooker
Lets go
I wanna go where the party people go
I wanna go where
that's where we took her
She's got contents under pressure take that lid up off that cooker
Lets go
I wanna go where the party people go
I wanna go where
hood famous yeah
I just wanna be hood famous yeah
I just wanna be hood famous yeah
Oh hood famous at the party with the people that they call Gangsters
wasn’t exactly part of my plan.
Some people can’t live without
Friends and their parties
When it comes to me I like my own company
I hate people
I’m
Told myself that you were right for me
Told myself that you were right for me
When we were together
When we were together
At your house party gettin'
a motherfuckin' party
Ooh baby, hey
It's people over the place
We can take it to a room
If no one's there
Doing the same thing
Girl I wanna show you
So bad, so bad
I want to party in brazil
Like for real though
Throwing up westside
With all my ken folks
Aye pour another shot
Get Cachaça my nigga
I mean Cîroc for
Under city lights
Music makes us fly higher than a plane
In London, the party never stops
People dance until dawn
While in Ibiza, the rhythm takes us
After the party, it's the Waffle House (yeah, uh-huh)
If you ever been here, you know what I'm talkin about (yeah, uh-huh)
Where people don't
divine Decline and Fall
Seems pretty flimsy
No more than a whimsy
By way of contrast
On Saturday last
I went to a marvelous party
We didn't start
to Mexico
I came into the place, you party people, just to let you know
My name is the Young MC, ladies want to come to me
And when they're in my arms,
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