Lyrics:
to the party
I had to create my vibe
And when I get there, its going down, its going down, its going
Save me some time, I'm fashionably late to the party
I had
like you drop the
Flap breaking out Ima die real you
Gotta acknowledge dat keep Cake Im
Up ahead like a Kid with a Party Hat
I started that everyone know
to get a weapon
Cause when I was walking by myself, I didn’t have no protection
I got a job as a janitor in campanellas
Working with a samoan from Limehood
carrying
That's all for introductions now let's get this started then
Pass the blunt and a cup and slide me a pen
Close your eyes, listen up watch the magic
with that
Word man I gotta let em know I gotta
Bust this
I used to know this girl by the name of Teresa
I did all I could to make her release her
clothes or jewelry
So when I ask "you want to leave the zip-code?"
Say "sure" and be me
[Chorus 1: Fabolous]
But this is my party
Stroll by if you
Win a battle you never fought
Just by checkin' this record you bought
Over and on and on again
Get with it and do that thing
One, two, I'll party
Win a battle you never fought
Just by checkin' this record you bought
Over and on and on again
Get with it and do that thing
One, two, I'll party
to get a meal
[Jurrasic 5]
Hey yo my quality control, captivates your party patrol
Your mind, body, and soul
For whom the bell tolls, let the rhythm
Can't go back where I started
New situation I'm going the hardest
Everyday living my life like a party
Grindin so hard I been getting sleep hardly
started escalating
And I'm sitting on the couch debating
Should I stay? should I leave?
Should I grab this bitch by her fucking weave
Sock her in the eye
the lord of your own dance in stereo sound
[Eggs]
Everyone's a DJ so get in the mix
You can't all spin the decks cause most of you are dicks
Act like big
with that
Word man I gotta let em know I gotta
Bust this
I used to know this girl by the name of Teresa
I did all I could to make her release her
Radio Shack
You suckers try to front like you've got the force
But I'll slay like Vader sip you for a first course
Don't even get me started on that
'cause Saint's drunk as hell
He was standin' on the table and he started to yell,
"All the freaks up in the party, move around and shake your body
shit!
Yeah! We laugh, this is TBM radio
You're rocking out with your boy
I got some boys on deck and this boy
He go by the name Fred The Godson!
your man
Somethin' like Kris Parker
My Uzi weigh a ton
Hundred niggas on the track
Then you know I'll be the one
To tell niggas to suck cock
Run and get
like a dyin
[Dr.Dre: Yo Ren, tell'em what they do when you start rhymin]
I go to the party. I hip a hop the spot
I dunno what it is, but the girls get
rude
I send for the head top rearranger
Go home and do the math
I'm Jme multiplied by Maxwell Ranger
Way too serious
And if you don't wanna get taken
yayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
Peter Piper picked peppers
But Tab rocked rhymes-a
1, 2, 3, 4, several times-a
Heavy rotation played by every kind-a
Radio stations blastin' every
its frozen
Damn I walk in the party im changing the weather I mix it up like erosion
And im just boutta blow up like an explosion
And I took me a hit
to empty the nines out
D batteries for the radio to blasties
Hit's by the oldies, eating macaroni
Ladies playing cards, yo the fellas play dice
Horse whip
I went deep up in my mode, I had to finish what I started
All these niggas tryna to switch it up just like a party
I had to put on for the gang,
I've seen niggas get drawed by a mini van
I started with nun tryna run up some funds
Now I'm everything I was made to be
If you ain't showing love for
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