Lyrics:
Embrace :
Bring it by
In the sunlight
Let it shine
In the moonlight
Without the sun
There's no daylight
Candle lights in the nighttime
Let them
you sign, Mr. Ghostface, package for a friend, here
Right by the X, my bad, here's a pen
[Method Man]
Gucci flip flops, I box my way to the kitchen
Jibbs
Jakwon
Chingy
Huey and Nelly
Made me wonder
Watching the Cardinals win World Series
Like it was nothing
Hitting the City Museum
Running wild with my
of that ol', that good ol'
Yankee up north Dirty south, Yankee music
Uh, it ain't where you from, homey
It's how hot you are, Nicolette, let's, come
eat you, you ain’t a legend
You’re just ordinary people
I’m the original story, you’re the sequel
I’m the dirty version, you clean, man
They bleep you
I
version you?
Yeah, talk to angels, don't you turn your back on them, you're screwed
I told all my bros be quiet while were on the road
Too many people
of the party, mmm-hmm, 'til I almost cry, mmm-mmm
It's the life of the party, to think I could've almost died
Lord, help us
Hey, Miss Donda
If you run into
(Rich Jones)
Do what I gotta just to cross the finish line
What then?
Do what I gotta just to cross the finish line
What then?
Party time
Party
dating is pointless, come see me in person
Ain't nothing wrong with being old and still a virgin
Dirty version of songs are better than clean versions
I
I fell asleep with open eyes again
Seeing me how others see me on my mind again
I hope I don't find offense
With people's versions of what I
version of Heavy D
I'm a fat fuck but girls, the girls, they love me
Yeah I know, I'm dirty and crusty
And ugly, and I smell real bad
But bitches still fuck
you want to get dirty
You want to go left, right
This what we do
Well it's the Nocka, The Chiz Rocker
Party while I'm wine drinkin'
My rhymes
a spliff
Dirty ass nigga
Grip her hips at the party
Go stupid, retarded
Make a scene if you get carded
I'm an artist
Possibly the hardest
Ever hit
rapping is ass
Shit I don't need a courteous pass To be that rash
I never thought the USA could BE this mad
Judging by the people that they're putting up
Hey guys
Let me start by apologizing to you
For the way everything went down
On Saturday i had a statement typed
Ready to post to you
Guys but
a crook
While I put it on display
I don't do it by the book
No I do my own thing
That's why every single hook
Got 'em singing like me
And I ain't
of the party, mm-hmm, that I almost cried, mm-mm
It's the life of the party, to think I could've almost died
Lord, help us
Hey, Miss Donda
You run into my
people in the flow,
Would like to just let yourselves go
And doowutchyalike,
Yeah, well tonight's your night.
Just eat food, try not to be crude
people in the flow,
Would like to just let yourselves go
And doowutchyalike,
Yeah, well tonight's your night.
Just eat food, try not to be crude
and I'm dirty, my shit is mega
This is the remix version; Jaunty brought the team to merk it
Called me for the heat to burn it
Course yeah I'll go deep
playing. People are chattering.)
PARTY GUY
Come here, try some of this!
PARTY GIRL
Would you blow up my balloons? Flash!
(Captain Kwirk clears his
feel me, riding dirty hopped up in the streets
They feel me, riding dirty, riding dirty
Wooo
I got people too
Something here to do
Party in the streets
learnin'
Guns bustin', tyres turnin', that's a Russian and a German
That's your phone ringin', you can hear the beep
You won't be saved by the bell when
earning
Where I'm from we hide it cause we know they lurking
Evil people always hide behind the smirking
Know some dirty people who don't do no cursing
Know
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