Lyrics:
how I want, why not?
My bitch cold, I mean hot, sure shot
Come through in the drop, hold the Glock, why not?
9 millimetre, nine shots, big rock
Nine
Don't be confusing me with haters, player
Get your paper
Just show respect to the folks who made you
(yeah)
Blessed by the creator so give money nigga
Ghetto star by the bar I get you bent
You wanna party, let's party, you wanna freak be a freak
You wanna creep, we can creep tell me where should we meet
Ghetto star by the bar I get you bent
You wanna party, let's party, you wanna freak be a freak
You wanna creep, we can creep tell me where should we meet
the junk
And then I bang, bang, the bump, the bump girl
My name is Apples and I rock your world
Worldwide, do your math
Thirty, twenty six, thirty six
(MC in the place gonna give you a dose)
(Melody arranger, poet, etcetera)
(With the dynamite blow just for your head)
(Rock from party to party
not contrary, with the way Mary Mary
Carry these notes baby dubb
(coast to coast)
Who rocks the party?
(bbj rocks the party)
Who gets you hype?
on and on she'll never stop
its party time an she wants to rock
one by one her buttons drop
little wiggle in the middle
no more top
the bassline (THUMPS), rita jumps
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',
Sean de Paul 'longside Beyoncé (uh-huh), now hear di man say
Dis ah dutty yeah (a big tune), dutty yo (yo, yo)
Dutty yeah (yo, yo), dutty yo (yo, yeah)
Me and T-Pain and Flo Ride gon' rock the west
You should know by now? We best (Cali)
You should know by now? We best, yes
Shawty had them apple
Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yoooo
Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yoooo
It don't matter what I say it's always gonna sound fire
It don't matter what I rock it's
we rock the party,
Without Coke and the Bacardi,
We make you move your body,
Follow Tomekk and let`s party hardy
Ref
This is a Hip Hop sway,
… MCs
look at you and laugh rock windows
Method of catching a cab
Houston by way of Grey Hound
Catching the slabs
Triple digit's without assistance
I'm
Party people, your dreams have now been fulfilled (word)
Get your ass up, and let's get ill
That's right, y'all, we more than rough, we callin'
been with the gang, yeah
You can tell by the mud on the fields
Everybody done came, yeah
Rock and racing down the hill
Oooo
We ain't worried bout a phone
It's Big L Owen, you're the champion I put my shit in order, now I'm monumental
It's Big L Owen, you're the champion, yeah
I get that money, put that
display
That island love
When I land
I can't by-stand
Imma move
Lockdown the dance
Make the waistline groove
DJ resume
Bring the big boy tunes
I'm a grown
like a barbie
She off the molly all she wanna do is party
21 freaks baby I'm a savage
Run up on me, they gone let you have it
I’m not with the dumb shit
crummy man
We got to get this money man
(New houses), {got, got to get it}
(Real figures by the thousands), {got, got to get it}
(Big stacks for
Just row, but don't rock it
Row, but don't rock it
Just row, but don't rock it
Just row, row, but don't rock it
Just row
Yeah, party people
Get
Who is the man with the master plan?
DJ Mister Cee
Who is the man with the master plan?
He goes by the name of the Big Daddy Kane
Then it goes
what
Hell yeh I party, So What Fuck everybody, So What
They saying that Im going way too hard, I tell them so what
Bitch I tell them So What
By the end
party go crazy
The party's going crazy, spotted Lucy. told her be my baby
Holy moly, going off the hinges, please somebody save me
He gave me the rock
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