Get on the floor, whoa, I'm the party You might a good time but we party harder So, tell the DJ to play my And we could dance all night to the early
Oh, I'm the starter You have a good time but we party harder So, tell the DJ to play my And we dance all night to the early mornin'
Dance, an aphrodisiac, gyrating sensual acts to stimulating musical tracks I thought I was just gon' out tonight and get a brew and relax But no, uh uh, when you're the party It's like you're on call, you're what the doctor It's like you gotta the border to the door And shock 'em it's boring, get on the floor
Ughh, it's the groovicide bomber, mic in my Tight, to my chest Like I'ma run up in the party And be oh, fulfillin' my callin' Big, will, that's my name, rhymes, that's my game, whoop Ask me again and I'll tell you the same, Just write ya down right next to ya name, girl
Whoa, I'm the party You might have a good time but we party So, the DJ to play my song And we dance all night to the early mornin'
Oh, I'm the starter You might have a time but we party harder So, tell the DJ to my song And we dance all night to the early mornin'
He was in the days when the roof was raised Every rap occasion, new and The of the stage is amazed and gazin' Prayin' for the day they one day praise him Studied the ways of the game and it through the maze and the haze and played it, perfect Days any person and cursed him, he was unfazed
He waited, it was worth it, he never He it, slavin', on the road blazin' Days when he was low, nothin' could him He to the show and somethin' uncaged him Like the pope, but its crusade I'm like braids never gon' fade, ya heard I'm like, 23's on an escalade, throw me into the Like you threw a grenade,
Whoa, I'm the party You have a good time but we party harder So, the DJ to play my song And we could dance all to the early mornin'
Oh, I'm the starter You might have a good but we party harder So, tell the DJ to play my And we could all night to the early mornin'
I for the days of the unadulterated the artistry was cultivated You know, back rap was smart and multilayered We rap without A and R's and ultimatums, damn Now today I say I long for the days When the party was all about I was a mini-party then My mind bends when I my pen
The big question, I run the mind a vittle Food for thought or dumb the rhyme a But will if you come to high that'll alienate And they buy it, yo Look, getting trapped in the track And they be clappin', even the rappin' is wack Yo, happened, when did we get happy wit that? He's old-fashioned, yup, but be happy he's back
Whoa, I'm the starter You might a good time but we party harder So, tell the DJ to play my And we dance all night to the early mornin'
Oh, I'm the starter You have a good time but we party harder So, tell the DJ to play my And we could dance all night to the early