it's party time Party time, it's, it's party time, it's, it's party time It's, it's party time, it's, it's party time, it's, it's party time It's, it
cause it's party time It's party time, and we came here to party so get up and move your body, cause it's party time [Run] Come inside, the time is fine
I'm on my way to the Dec to hit Jazzy Tee's, holla!!! [P. Diddy] Aiyyo I'm from New York man! I'm from New York! Representin N.Y.C. to the fullest Where
Ladies are you with me? Yeah That sounds nice You know we love you Ice I'm a junkie for females and that's the fact I'm not into havin' my homeboys
niggas, word Saturday night in L.A., time to play My peoples hummin' like a vibrator, gotta make crime pay I'm packin' two gats and I wish I could carry
C'mon, c'mon, yeah, c'mon, yeah Uh, oh (Uh, oh, oh, oh, oh) Uh, oh (Uh, oh, oh, oh, oh) Uh, oh (Uh, oh, oh, oh) Oh, oh The parties where you're at then
women run for they lives Drizzlin' rain come out the sky every time somebody dies Must be out my fuckin' mind, what is this, the hundredth time? Sendin
muffles your voice Now when I'm swimmin' through the joint, I put the funk on hold 'Cause if you don't, you'll see the bubbles come up We run up a tab
my Benz and my Coupe Like Jay and Run and D.M.C.'s, that's the name of my group (now speed it up) Beat to the rhythm of the rhyme I'm givin up a dime,
on the pole Slide down, move around and bring the money back home Heeeee ain't pimp, he's a clone Gurl wanna eat my d**k when dey smell my cologne I'm
C] Upon a star [I] Upon a star [C] To follow what? [I] To follow what? [C] And where you are! [I] And where you are! [C] Party over here, party
And then I quickly pick the target off Like volleyball, I'm a serve 'em, And being fake is pussy so nigga, I'm a virgin Dr. Carter, tell them bitches I'm
you hot when you not All this I talk slick shit as if you really did shit Thinkin' you deserve my spot, well there it is then Gave niggaz time but now I'm
, yeah, c'mon, Black Rob Where Black Rob at? PD world tourer, Harlem horror We back Yeah, ya, ya, y'all thought we was gonna stay away for a long time
duck Who's that lookin' through my window? Blaow, nobody now You motherfuckers better lay it down B A B Y, capital D C Virtual pimpin', we mackin' in 3-D
em where the fuck I'm comin' from I get the party crackin from the shit that I be spittin' son Hit-and-run, get it done, get the funds, split and run
