"It Ain't That Type of Party"

[Intro] A yo G man, its seriously crazy about the way girls try to clown you these days - am I lying man? Wwwword up! We ain't got to act for these people, they know strictly what time it is, and if they don't know it now I guess we're going to tell em [Chorus/Hook] Why oh why do you do those things to me? Yeah baby, It ain't (Yeeeeaaaah) that type of party Why oh why do you do those things to ME? Yeah baby, it ain't (Yeeeeaaaah) that type of party [Verse #1] I met a girl In line at the bank She was fresh We were both in there Cashing checks The teller asked my man Yo who's next? (Yeeeeaaaah) Hey yeah you in the tight dress Her hair was long No weave I believe Far from cut Down her back right straight To her butt So I asked her Can I have cuts? (Yeeeeaaaah) A yo, baby what's up? Real pretty smile Breath was fresh plus real Straight clean teeth The girl was thick yes She had beef Conversation was Really brief (Yeeeeaaaah) She said come on lets leave We're headed home She's in a Benz So off we go Right to a condo That you know I said the bed She said floor (Yeeeeaaaah) A yo, I hope she's not a ho She starts to push Which always then Leads to a shove Or a trip to her New hot tub For my good Authentic rub (Yeeeeaaaah) Oooh I think I'm in love Red Red Wine As I begin to sip On her drink She pushes me under I start to sink She won't let me up I start to think (Yeeeeaaaah) Yo, it ain't that type of party [Chorus/Hook] Why oh why do you do those things to me? Yeah baby, It ain't (Yeeeeaaaah) that type of party Why oh why do you do those things to me? Yeah baby, it ain't (Yeeeeaaaah) that type of party [Verse #2] I went downtown To see all the girls At the mall I met a hot thang As I recall She was only about Five feet tall (Yeeeeaaaah) I asked her can I give you a call I got the number To her mother's own Telephone I saw that she didn't Live alone I asked her age I'm grown (Yeeeeaaaah) Its time for me to go home I got directions Went to meet the girl At twelve o'clock Quietly parked Around the block Turn off my lights And then to stop (Yeeeeaaaah) You know just like a cop We went driving Got some food Then we parked In some spot that Was really dark Let's go home The car won't start (Yeeeeaaaah) I guess we gotta walk She start's buggin' About the fact that She's gotta get back I told the dumb girl To relax The car started Back on track (Yeeeeaaaah) You know why? Cause I'm the mack She get's home Her mother's at the door With a gun She's only fifteen Not twenty-one It was fun I better run (Yeeeeaaaah) Cause it ain't that type of party [Chorus/Hook] Why oh why do you do those things to me? Yeah baby, It ain't (Yeeeeaaaah) that type of party Why oh why do you do those things to me? Yeah baby, it ain't (Yeeeeaaaah) that type of party [Drum Breakdown] Ay yo G man, down on the breakdown, I think we gotta even get deeper - you know what I'm saying? One, two, kick the next verse [Verse #3] I was in love Good relationship Of three years I was teased by All of my peers Both of us Were sincere (Yeeeeaaaah) That's how it appeared She likes the club To dance and show off Just like me And ladies night Women get in free So she can shake Her booty (Yeeeeaaaah) For yours truly As we enter The place to be and The party scene I'm not amazed The fellas fiend She's looking good Know what I mean (Yeeeeaaaah) The girl's a real hot thang One guy's trying Smiling to catch Her eye Trying to tell her She's looking fly And it scares me when She says hi (Yeeeeaaaah) The brother really thinks that he's fly I'm kinda worried About the set of What should I think? He wants to buy my girl A drink Tonight I might just Visit the clink (Yeeeeaaaah) Yo, cause I'm always on the brink She says yes To his offer I say that's wack She told me that she'd be Right back I think that's a lie that she Ran his drag (Yeeeeaaaah) It ain't that type of party [Chorus/Hook] Why oh why do you do those things to me? Yeah baby, It ain't (Yeeeeaaaah) that type of party Why oh why do you do those things to me? Yeah baby, it ain't (Yeeeeaaaah) that type of party Why oh why do you do those things to me? Yeah baby, It ain't (Yeeeeaaaah) that type of party Why oh why do you do those things to me? Yeah baby, it ain't (Yeeeeaaaah) that type of party [Outro] Ay yo G man, yo you got any words to say to these people? What up man? Yeah man, peace out to Do or Die in the 90's... Sign your life on the dotted line for the dollar sign!