Lyrics:
she's gonna blame me, I hope you're happy now
Party's over, everybody get your asses out
Out, I said out, put the beer down, out
Get me drunk, let me
can be your hubby,
Oh your only tenderhonnie
Let me beam you up like Scottie,
I got Whitney so just enough for everybody in this party, girl
Da da
This the party song
Everybody in the spotty gonna get along
All my problems are behind me man they long gone
Grab a drink and put it up cause
Timbaland bring in the chorus
Everybody get up
Get up, get get, get down
You ain't come to party muh'fucker just sit down
Get up, get up, get up, get
SUPERCHARGED by Kwanza Jones
Ay Ay, a Merry Christmas y'all
Ay Ay, listen
I moved here quite a while ago
Chasing dreams, but I'm alone
I've made
the party's jumpin', DJ's bumpin' my s***, oh yeah
Got everybody in the club lookin' at us
I'm at the top I just climbed up the ladder, real s***
Girl you
Payday (measures and Breaks)
By Credits (Boz Scaggs/David Faich)
Hey you steppin' on my head
Why you gotta throw rocks in my bed
Mr. Shoeshine,
Happy birthday Mason
Another year's gone by
Let's get ready to party
Order a pizza
Everybody is rocking
From here to Tunisia
Happy birthday Mason
You're
do
I wanna be roastin' by the fire
Sugar cookies get me higher
Dance 'cause Santa's comin' soon
Let's have a Christmas party
Invite everybody
Let's
And everybody is tired from working hard
You are all invited
To a party come by plane, train or car
And if you feel a bit grumpy
Because you're
everybody to come
By exercisin' your mind to coincide as one
Then look around and see how packed the party starts to get
I draw a crowd, like
turn this function out
And keep keep it on, but you don't quit
Let's make the party the sure
Once upon a time not long ago
Everybody had on their
Everybody watching (Watching)
Turn into somebody
Now they wanna party (Now they wanna party)
Ain't no way around it
Now they wanna party (Now they wanna
His & Hers
Written By Silk the Shocker And Howie T
Produce By Young Bugatti
1st verse
Homie told me that every girl
out there's out for the dough
by
With the bottles still left behind
Everybody always comes to party
And yet, you still wake up alone
You sigh and think of all the things you drank
'bout how they told me
Don't be late to the party
You'll wanna know everybody's names
Don't be late to the party
You'll wanna see everybody's face
If
everybody to come
By exercisin' your mind to coincide as one
Then look around and see how packed the party starts to get
I draw a crowd, like
or rude,
Kill the attitude, chill the serious mood,
And doowutchyalike,
Yeah, and doowutchyalike,
Everybody doowutchyalike
Ooh, I see guys
popping now is young
Everybody say the music that they make is dumb
I remember I was 18
Money, pussy, parties, I was on the same thing
You gotta give
fuck with us
And we’ll shoot shit fuck up anybody
Fuck up any party not scared of nobody
Feared by many stackin' up money
Cheddar cheese with honey
Pop
I need everybody hands up right now hands up
Hands up
I need everybody in the back, hands up
hands up
We gon' jump on three, jump on three
(One)
Everybody drunk in the V.I.P.
Everybody twerk in the V.I.P.
Everybody up in the V.I.P
Stay smelling fresh
Designer on fleek
I gotta new chick
By the end
turn this function out
And keep keep it on, but you don't quit
Let's make the party the sure
Once upon a time not long ago
Everybody had on their
you ugly keep you hands by yo side
But if you not then put em' in the sky
And if you knowin' what it is
There's a party at the crib
Come and party
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