Fashionably Late (feat. Klutch Da Rapper)

Wooo It's Joey time, aye This the one, man Aye, I gotta apologize For showing up late again But while you say the party's almost over I say that it's just beginning Throwback, tell 'em what it is Lipstick and liquor stainin' fresh tees Tight-fittin' jeans make the flesh weak Wet floor caution for the sweat beads Guests' feet speak in slang to the best beats Unh, but in the middle of this crowded space Unh, a loose booty and a smilin' face But big homie laughs if they clown or hate Ninth cloud up in Seventh Heaven, he done found the place He's up on a planet called Liberation Reach up? Baby, plan to get a better spaceship Geek stuck to his heater, no participation But eased up, now he's leader of this rhythm nation Freaks love how he moves, not a minute wasted Because he snuck in with a little lateness How late, the debate is ten years But he locks down the floor like it's been his Even if I'm late to the party, I can still dance But i gotta make it to the party for a real chance Ain't no chillin', being cool like a ceiling fan Even if your feet are on fire, gotta still dance, let's go We got thirty more minutes, get them hands up We got twenty more minutes, get them hands up We got ten more minutes, get them hands up Even if we down to five minutes, get them hands up Rewind, 87 was the time House party contests, won himself a couple dimes Dancing wasn't on his mind as a thing that he would love Spent his money on them Cherry SevenUPs and Reese cups, speed it up '91 to '94, that was past tense Dances with crass kids? He was absent Scared of beats like his feet won't pick up So how he gon' get down if he won't get up Awwww, but three sweet years later Surprising everybody how their meek peer came up The go-gos made him hungry, got his deep fears ate up Now he like, "Baby, peep what these feet here made of So as long as he done waited, he ain't leavin' quick A second doesn't stress him in the least bit Get that Evian ready if you keepin' up He'll be still crankin' when they sweepin' up Even if I'm late to the party, I can still dance But i gotta make it to the party for a real chance Ain't no chillin', being cool like a ceiling fan Even if your feet are on fire, gotta still dance, let's go We got thirty more minutes, get them hands up We got twenty more minutes, get them hands up We got ten more minutes, get them hands up Even if we down to five minutes, get them hands up You know I couldn't show up late and not bring one of the homies along Klutch Da Rapper, tell 'em what it is I step up in the party, fresh, ready to mingle Salute the DJ 'cause he playin' my single For three days, get it poppin' like Pringles Girl, shake that body for me, move it to the beat See my young kings groovin', they gon make you beat your feet I just give 'em a two step like gangstas do Tell the bartender send another bucket, yup I'm gettin' errybody drunk, yeah, we tryna twerk somethin Put your hands in the air like it's a stick-up Look up in VIP, yeah, we gettin' lit up I see some pretty fine ladies just came my way I thought I came to this party late, man, it just started Throwback, he hit me up so I could lace this track She dirty girl windin', really throwin' it back Got the whole club on their feet, man, it's hot and it's packed Hands wavin' like, "DJ, RUN THAT BACK Even if I'm late to the party, I can still dance But i gotta make it to the party for a real chance Ain't no chillin', being cool like a ceiling fan Even if your feet are on fire, gotta still dance, let's go We got thirty more minutes, get them hands up We got twenty more minutes, get them hands up We got ten more minutes, get them hands up Even if we down to five minutes, get them hands up Yep...yep Yeah…keep 'em up The party always lasts As long as you want it to last Even if we got four minutes, put them hands up Even if we got three minutes, get them hands up Even if we got two minutes, get them hands up Even if we down to one minute, get them hands up, let me see 'em Yep...yeah A-Dot, J-Dot, uh huh Shoutout to Klutch Da Rapper That's how we do it, man