Lyrics:
I'm the man, that they call Timbaland (uh-huh, what?)
Now he the bir-ba-bir-ba-bird, understand?
We gon' party, until the sun comes up (uh-huh)
sugar Daddy
You still Dey call my line anytime you want
Dey say you need some money
cunty you be life for the party
You still Dey run things with clhaji
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man they call
of Tomorrow
By the way friends call me Jay but I’m Lit to y’all
On the tip of my tongue it's napalm
It’s where they get it from
Yeah nobody grind as hard as us
It was a party night, everybody was breakin'
The highs were screamin' and the bass was shakin'
And it won't be long till everybody knows when that
spoil you, baby you will see
Call me crazy, but baby move in with me
You live too far, too far away
Yeah
By the time I get to your house, ain't got
can pour up
All my woadies on the way, bout to stroll up
Drive-by ex house, middle finger up
Say hi to his momma, ay wassup
Wassup
Hol' up
Party
disease Lorna inna di dance
Gyal a watch you like a informa
Di way yuh wine
Mi call yuh just cyaa resist charmer
And by di year done, yuh muss name Mrs
the Maybach, fuck a room baby
I use my tongue, use your mouth, watch your tooth baby
Dick ain't proper got a lot of bodies
And the house game Hilton, got a lot
C'mon!
Ha hah
Well it's me, down with BDP
KRS-One rocks ANY party
Rocks the beats, and the breaks
Rock the socks off the frauds and the fakes
but I still keep that thrax on me
I'm a the shit in East Atlanta baby ask about me
Pop one pop two two halves that's three
Ain't no waffle house baby
her but I still keep that thrax on me
I'ma the shit in East Atlanta baby ask about me
Pop one pop two two halves that's three
Ain't no waffle house
Now, hey, baby bubba now what the deal?
I didn't know you go for that mass appeal
Some call it salugi, some hot potato
I stole your mic but you won't
I don't
Baby girl am falling in love
with you
my heart beat for you
If I do wrong baby girl me I'm sorry anytime you call me for the party
me I'm
the crib with me tonight (What's up baby)
Kelly's in the mood to make it right
Word is gettin' all over town
The party's over here and gettin' down, yeah
It go laudi daddi, she just wanna party
Yea my name X have ya ever tried Molly
She dnt wanna text baby you can always call me
She just want sex baby
robbing Peter so we can pay Paul (oh no)
Or going to Mama's house to make a phone call (no no)
No we don't have to struggle at all
'Cause now every
robbing Peter so we can pay Paul (oh no)
Or going to Mama's house to make a phone call (no no)
No we don't have to struggle at all
'Cause now every
Just my fate, just my karma, just my fucking luck
Another nigga caught in the fucking SWAT truck
I might bash down the door if I beat loud enough
I
unimpeachable baby
We not up to no good we not up to no good
Party girl Party girl Party girl Party girl Party girl Party girl
We living life cause we dangerous
it straight out of New Orleans Louisiana
Rock baby baby
Move baby baby baby
Look
Shorty she won't answer when you call,
Nails done said she bout to hit
We can have a party, you can sing the carols
We're not going out at all
I got everything I need right here
There's no one else I need to call
over before it started
The words you said they caught me by surprise
So why'd you have to go and
Go and call me baby
Saying that you love me
It kinda
the freshest
love the way you look
In your stelletos and
Fishnets
After party my house
In the morning get Breakfast
Now a party ain't a party
Till Don walk in
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