Where The Party At [Dupri Remix]

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Shawntae Harris (born April 14, 1974), better known as Da Brat, is an American rapper and actress. Her debut album, Funkdafied, sold one million copies, making her the first female rapper to have a platinum-selling album. more »

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Yo, you got five seconds to get to the danceflo'
The roof about to blow, So So, let's go
Uh-huh-uh
Remix

All I see, over here ain't nothin' but a lot of honeys lookin' for a man
And n- with a lot of money, bottles in they hand
And short shirts, honeys tryna show that slow (show that)
Lined up tryna get through the velvet rope
'Cause over here when the jams drop, everybody bug
Standin' on the couches like this our club
Got the Bacardi and Cristal mixed in too (yeah)
Knowin' in the morning I'm a feel the blues (uh-huh)
But the jams keep droppin' (uh-huh), and the drinks keep comin'
And the girls keep talkin' to me (talkin' to you)
I mean, sh- straight poppin', everybody jumpin' (uh, yeah)
Makin' it hard for me to leave (oh)

All you gotta do is call me
And I'll come runnin' to where the party at (uh-huh)
I keep a fat s- in the backpack
Know what's happenin' in every city I'm rappin' in
If it's a after splash, I'm the last cat in
Kitten purrin', tight like virgin, like snow flurrin'
The party begins when the slurpin' ends (oh)
You do me I do you (uh-huh)
Spend a night with boo-boo (yeah)
Let's have a private party for two
But it's gotta be bumpin' in order for me to get crunk (where the party at?)
Run to the border for Colombian's, study horticulture (where the party at?)
My green thumb keeps them water vapors twistin' (where the party at?)
I freak until I c-, I peak at number one (uh-oh)

Uh-oh (oh, oh, oh, oh) 
Uh-oh (oh, oh, oh, oh)
Uh-oh (oh, oh, oh, oh) (yo)
(Yo, R.O.C.)
If the party's where you're at, just let me know (uh, uh)

Now here we go, how 'bout another shot of Henny?
I hear the apple martini happen to help plenty
Mami ven aqui, the party's over here
Them hustlers, gangsters, thugs is over here
Yeah, now get wit' us (why?) 
We true ballers like the Sixers
We all hoppin' out of sixes (uh)
Mines is black, Jermaine's is champagne
Jagged Edge in the blue, platinum, pearl white and green
What a sight to be seen (uh)
So So Def's the crew 
I thought you knew it's a beautiful thing (so beautiful)
I mean there's nothin' like usm it's true
The sun could retire if the rocks we got get any brighter (woah)
Once I'm in, then the game that I kick begin (where the party at?)
My nickname is ESPN (where the party at?)
Now if ya jewels is blue and ya goose is gray (where the party at?)
Mix in the O.J. and let's party away

Uh-oh (oh, oh, oh, oh) 
Uh-oh (oh, oh, oh, oh)
Uh-oh (oh, oh, oh, oh) (O-H-I-O, C-O, six-one-fo')
If the party's where you're at, just let me know (Bow Wow, holla at 'em) 

This lil' cat got girls, cat got flow
Fell up in the party, snuck in the back door (okay)
I don't mean no harm, I just heard it was rockin' (fo' sho')
Let me party wit'cha 'til the cops come knockin'
I'm tryna see what all the fuss about (uh-huh)
Bounce a little bit before they put me out
I'm like the sun, this lil' homie got beam
Got girls twenty-one wishin' they was fourteen (hahaha)
That's the, effect that this phenom, Bow Weezy
When I do it I do it like it's for TV
They might come close
But you and I both know they can't see me
I'm a So So Def representative
Young n- in the game, they was born to live
And we do what we do, we don't talk no smack
And we always know where the party at (bling, bling, bling) (yo)

Ayy, where the party at? (Tell 'em)
Girls is on the way, where the Bacardi at? (J, J.E. y'all)
Bottles and models, talkin' all of that (uh-huh, uh)
Know I can't forget about my thugs (uh-huh, uh, come on)
(Where the party at?)
And all my girls (yeah, uh-huh, uh)
(Where the party at?)
Off in the club (yo, Tigah)
(Where the party at?)
If the party's where you're at, let me hear you say

Man, I rip flows, get dough every time I rip shows
Rip h-, when we mash out in Chevy's and fours
N- know they ain't heard it like this before (uhn-uhn)
Whenever we pull up on the strip they say, "Oh"
Chickens know me
Hundred-dollar macs and shorts, tank tops and Polies
If it's 'bout cash, I'm like gas, chick, I'm on E
On e'rything, me and Jagged
Every time we hit the club this n- off the chain
And you can believe that (yeah)
And if you don't, come on down here where you can see that
Anything you wanna be, best believe I be's that (oh)
Where the G's at? Where the keys at?
Where the 22's on them SUV's at?
Gotta have that from the do'
And gotta get me some mo'
Man, you think I'm goin' on a groupie? No
Spot me with a fifth in the Velvet Room
Crown Royale while J.E. spit this velvet tune
It's over (over), dawg (hahaha)

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