Lyrics:
Breakdown feel the party
Put your hands together everybody
All the ladies in the house I call the honies first
Cause it's pure and ya sure, sure ta get
Girls drool on me like a diamond
I go to the party. I hip, I hop the spot
I dunno what it is, but the girls get hot
Perspirin' like they're on fire
Ladies and gentlemen, make some noise
Aw shit, yeah
Y'all ready to get this shit started or what?
Aight, well, I brought some friends with me too
came along. I had choices to make...
Dreams take time...
Time goes by...
When does it disappear?
How can you get so far off the track?
Why don't
[Chorus]
I got my own steps
I got my own style
[repeat 4x]
I can get this party started
Watch how.
We can do it
[x4]
[Verse 1 - Roscoe Dash]
Step
Might throw a couple dollars, gon get it off the floor
You know a party aint a party shit if I aint puffing loud
Lap dance from a bitch, backwood in my
Ive been grinding, trying to get my money right
But its a party so I'm gonna spend this shit tonight
Walk in the party, yeah it just started
Not for
That go to show this ass
Kicking ain't gon bother nigga
Cause it's right back where
You started nigga
Being a son of a Harlem nigga
Now you was made by
to 50 parties
How tfuk is he a threat an he got pop This shi retarted
Why he mad I hit his ho I jus finished What you started
And my track hawk cost a 80
like a dyin
[Dr.Dre: Yo Ren, tell'em what they do when you start rhymin]
I go to the party. I hip a hop the spot
I dunno what it is, but the girls get
the money never needed a soap
You better catch up on your breathing i don't need you to choke
Running through the game best believe you get a head start
I
Hey, ooh
Let's get the party started
And lemme do your tricks
Ooh yeah
Let's get the joint jumping
The boys need their kicks
We're gonna
Old enough to do my own thang, got me again
Flip my second paycheck to cop me a lid
Went and seen my homie Short Dawg to slide me a track
Went
Old enough to do my own thang, got me again
Flip my second paycheck to cop me a lid
Went and seen my homie Short Dawg to slide me a track
Went
to niggas, perfect your own speech
Shit is copper, it ain't worth the mic stands
Used by backup singers in Atlantic City bands
Niggas look on, and get
and Chronic stood as basically all that I would
Ever listen to and when I bought my first Onxy album, I started bumpin' them
Naught By Nature, Mobb Deep
Chicks hypnotized by my 1, 2 steps
I'm way too fresh
So complex
Niggas try to predict what I'm gonna do next
Let's get the party started
Far from
like Starski
Like Starskey & Hutch, put foot ta clutch
And we rock house parties thank you very much
Your welcome and we get up in'em better tell'em
lately I've been feelin' like Will Smith
Why bother with rap when I can get 20 mil' on a flick? (Yeah!)
Y'all niggas just started some shit, the underdog
these m's, told my team let's all get 'em
Make a classic song, last as long as raw denim
Every track's a problem, what I spit is all venom like
about to get naughty
We got tequila, we got a Bacardi
A haunted house sex party
Put ya hands up everybody
All of yall about to get naughty
We got tequila,
boys on a 24 track, they like that
Ah the hand clap followed by the mic check
No time for dinner, five's out on the night shift
Shady eyes in
cap
Gangsta rap, we practically fuckin' started that
Everyday with this game I'm gettin' smarter at
Sky's the limit so everytime I get on a track
all]
If it's on, then it's on
We can get it on, gat for gat
Track for track, song for song
If it's on, then it's on
We can get it on
So what ya
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