Lyrics:
girlfriends, grab your boyfriends, sweat it out
Let's dance! Move your whole body and let's start the party
Too much rock for one girl can make her go crazy
I
girlfriends, grab your boyfriends, sweat it out
Let's dance! Move your whole body and let's start the party
Too much rock for one girl can make her go crazy
I
on the record
We comin' up with heat that's not expected
You can't, you can't, you can't help but check it
We stand out like chubby people in checkers
We
plain
Old black extensions
Just a T-shirt about carbon
"I always thought that by the time
I put out a third album, i would want
To come back to natural
the
King upon his throne
I'm ready for their stones
I'll dance, dance, dance
With my hands, hands, hands
Above my head, head, head, like Jesus said
I'm
with the lights on
And she only dance to my song
Sucking like it’s light pole (Damn)
Jump a jump a nigga bungee
Me my niggas run the country
Sexy chubby
going, after party, yeah we all stay up
And roll a blizzo with my nizzos and we all blaze up
(Blaze up, blaze up, yeah we all stay up)
Uh, just dance
on your hand mean we can twist like Chubby Checker
Blunt so fat you'll need a pyrotech' to get it lit
Yeah, this the way that West coast rock shit
I'm
corscious nigga never get framed
The beat I'm stepping on is all in my veins
Go by low key but I'm king in the game
Use my mind as a weapon
Leave my hands
[Queen Latifah]
Mercifully mercifully mercifully massacre Naughty By Nature
Through it ever time comin at a dance
My man Treacherous MC go
Let's dance
(Move your whole body)
(Let's start the party)
(Speak/rap)
As soon as my album goes number one
Mr. Lim I'd like a Rolex with 40 diamonds
start the fire) and I feel fine
(No, we didn't light it
But we tried to fight it)
Team by team, reporters
Baffled, trumped, tethered, cropped
(Joseph
to the neighborhood
As we're walking there, my buddy and I get passed real slow by two cops in a squad car
Sure enough they pull a U-turn and stop us, asking us where
what I'm sayin'?
(Party on the dance floor
Party on the dance floor
Party on the dance floor
Party on the dance floor)
(Evil E's in the place
Yea
Gettin' more scrill, deal or no deal uh
Yea, chubby bags
Heavy hustle, course the gang, uh
On, and on, and on, and on and
We just drink
Island
To shows at the garden
Automatic startin' in the drop got
Your bitch pussy fartin
My album about to drop in 7 days
But I still poke a rapper
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
a stripper ooo
She got too attached by I can't cuff you boo
I'm the life of the party you just a party pooper
Now I'm the man better watch your girl I think
People sayin' it's a horserace
But I let 'em all win for their self-esteem
Cuz my album's on the shelf, by itself, you see
I don't help for free, I
The club
Why
To party and have some fun
What is it that,
Can come and take away all your stress, tell me
Music
No further questions, you have passed my
chubby guy comin straight from 7 mile
Your girl heard my style
And said "oo he's foul"
So tell your man to stop trippin bro
Or he gunna get rushed by 10
people look stupid on the dance floor?
Party all night,
Just party all night,
Now baby party all night,
Just just party all night, x4
The club
Why
To party and have some fun
What is it that,
Can come and take away all your stress, tell me
Music
No further questions, you have passed
The club
Why
To party and have some fun
What is it that,
Can come and take away all your stress, tell me
Music
No further questions, you have passed my
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