Lyrics:
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreaming (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreaming (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
on the last skit dick you can't tell me shit
We kick it wicked, so you can get addicted
To the hip-hop that we drop, get with the liquid
I give the party
chick, that she get outta my dick
Build our dreams, stacking bricks, cannot stop, we living big (ah)
we just makin hottest shit on this fuckin posse posse
No this ain't my party, I show up now shit get started
Surround me like it's my party, to the host I'm so so sorry
Saw you from over my shoulder- all
After the club is the after party.
After the party is the hotel lobby.
And after that you know it's diamond crisp.
And after that I say excuse
Pontoon pimpin' what it's 'bout to be
You betta watch your girl, she be gone with me
See I'm just tryin' to get my party on
Which one of ya'll wanna get
dream, homie, who down t' ride?
J hit me on the hip with the tix to the latest flick
You wanna pic up some chicks?
I get lifted, off the couch, washed up
Party people
Party people
Can y'all get funky?
Soul Sonic Force - can y'all get funky?
The Zulu Nation - can y'all get funky?
Yaaah!
Just hit me
Just
these dreams of mine
Just tryna get some peace of mind, yeah
I've been trapped inside these dreams of mine
So you'll never get a piece of mind
This
to act a fool
The new no limit, we don't play by the rules
I came to party, not to clap tha game
To get tha see out of jail cause it's time to get paid
Up
where the heart is, house party
Get it started, invite only
Home where the heart is, house party
Get it started, invite only
Home where the heart is,
Cus we can party on the weekend
Just me and you, and you and me
We can even meet up on the deep end
Yeah, why you playing hard to get girl?
Why you
I'm at the 'Rican Parade I'm watchin Caramel bitches play
Get wit' real niggas bullshittin never get you paid
This is the dream of a young black teen
woman up in my home
But they swear I get a lot
I got that bag if you want it
Baby girl just say the word
Take my hand if we dance
Then I'm gon hold you by
showing love and
Im loving the life
I cant get enough
We gonna slide
To the vibe now and
Party all the way up
Until its die down and
All the freaks come out
of beer
Bacardi and Liquor
Because tonight there is a giant
House party at Pickford's
It's the last day of school
Slater is trippin' tony had a weird dream
I'm surrounded by some baddies
Came a long way from the uniforms and khakis
Running game like an athlete you can't pass me
Leader in this track meet
some Skynyrd and some old Hank
Let's get this thing started
It's my kinda party
Well if you wanna drink
Go baby, just do your thing
But give up
a party
Chased by the baddies like its tom and jerry
I never be shy got shot by a fairy
The fear of embarrassment it can be scary
Next thing you know she's
my motives
I didn't think id get this far
But now i feel im chosen for a better reason
By keeping the peace in Sulphur city
Cause everybodies too busy
up
Get up
Who likes to party
Come on and move your body
Imma rock a flow
Head to toe
Just like I'm big papi
I wanna be notorious
Imma do my thang
bitch
Oh let's get dirty tonight
I'll give you everything
That you need to party
Fuck!
Fuck!
Get naughty!
I leave my money in the club
Let's
follow your dream.
When you was just a little girl, you used to love nice things
Pretty party dresses, candy and rings
You was your Momma's little angel,
Discuss these get the party startedsweet dreams by pnk Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In