Lyrics:
of the party
Shawty, shawty
Can you feel it? I want to know! [Repeat: x4]
Can you feel it?
Sean Paul, Felli, Pit, T-Pain
Mommy over there off the chain
Ass
might get you wet
Like when you turn on the jets, hello I'm in the caress
Look there's a sport on your neck, for sure your bottom is next
Just know I'm
pushin up the bottle till theres no more henny left
step it up to Louie now lets see what happens next
(1) Yo, we gonna throw the party
rock the party
(Turntable Assassins)
Y'all already know what is is man
The world famous DJ Chill, Big Boy Entertainment
Dead Gang Records, Behind Enemy Lines
once ya know rick
there's ones to go get
so never fully trust no chick
some like their rings filled with diamonds in 'em
dj's at a club better always
Because my woman is fine as wine
And she goes by the name of Louis Line
But she didn't come here with me this time
I'm feeling real sad, but not that bad
Look At Shorty Over There
Looking Like A Yacht
Stacked From Front To Back
Ya Heard
She Got Ass By The Boatload Got Me On Some Other Shit Make Me
heads with us, as there's more to gain
And with, war is pain, so we roll the dice
It's all for the love, but some pay the ultimate price (check it out
more cake
In 3507 we need signatures and a date
Cause in 3507 every check is one deal away
Get high, party time then there’s more money make
In 3507 you
Should of brought a mirror, 'cause lyric wasn't rollin'
My rhymes is all that and yours ain't shit
And at a party, your bitch takin' crazy flicks of me
your hands up come on throw your hands up
Throw your hands up come on throw your hands up
And if the DJ is rockin' this club (Ladies, come on)
Throw your
the century
There is such a place tht creates such a melody
Our world is but a land of a master jam, get up and dance
It's time to chase your dreams
Up out
of this moment
Like there is no morning, like there is no morning
No emotions, you on my shoulder
Me lead and you follow
As we circle the floor like
192, the Bouley Fran Lew
Merrick, Van Wyck, Hollis Ave, Guy Brew
Head up Jamaica Ave cop a tape by DJ Clue
Move to the Acres, sipping on a guinney
Oooh-OOOOH!!!
Aiyyo! Eddie F! {"Yes!"}
Get busy one time
This is to show all y'all out there how we livin boy
WE LIVIN LARGE! Aww yeah!
To my crew in
current trend is over with
I'll still be on my way
Yeah, that laughable trend's like detachable friends
Them fuckers show up to party
But when that
wee
Aiyo, aiyo
I came here to party, just to cut up a rug
Don't make me want to cut up a thug
Now play something for me, DJ, 'cause there's
on the track
Bumpin' Two Dope Boyz In a Cadillac
What's the DJ gonna be spinnin' at the party?
Eric B & Rakim and Biz Markie
Old school
Yeah that joint right
rhythm
dj's energy dialing in, free but in reality, aint'no time to waste, this is sensational,
Let the good times roll, the testament a show, you gone
you to attack the alive
You got a pulse they'll say you did it, the alliance is launching on you
They say you cyber attacked for true, now there
emphasize the show, we got ego
Make this your night, just slip it right, and by day
As the people say, live it up, shucks
No work or play, our world is free
took? Duke off the hook
I'm from the land of the crook, life quit the end
Better known as the Brook, rather tape then lend
There's a lot of wack
There's a lot of wack records, but this ain't one of them
DJ's off the books, go 'head put the gun at them
All groupie M.C.'s, I'm bout to start stunnin'
free, boy Im rolling in plugs
Got connects out in the west, homies showing me love
I know DJs I know fitness
This is Cali, I'm living
Party like it's New
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