Get on the floor, whoa, I'm the party You might have a time but we party harder So, tell the DJ to my song And we could dance all to the early mornin'
Oh, I'm the starter You have a good time but we party harder So, tell the DJ to my song And we could dance all to the early mornin'
Dance, an aphrodisiac, gyrating Simulating sensual to stimulating musical tracks I thought I was just gon' come out 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 ordered 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 hollerin' And be like oh, fulfillin' my Big, will, that's my name, Writin' rhymes, 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 a good time but we party harder So, the DJ to play my song And we could dance all night to the early
Oh, I'm the party You might a good time but we party harder So, the DJ to play my song And we could dance all to the early mornin'
He was raised in the days the roof was raised rap occasion, new and amazing The back of the is amazed and gazin' Prayin' for the day they one day praise him Studied the ways of the and made it Came through the and the haze and played it, perfect Days any person and cursed him, he was unfazed
He waited, it was it, he never retaliated He saved it, slavin', on the blazin' Days he was low, nothin' could raise him He to the show and somethin' uncaged him Like the pope, but its party I'm like braids that's never fade, ya heard I'm like, 23's on an escalade, throw me into the Like you a grenade, boom
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 party You might have a good time but we harder So, tell the DJ to my song And we could dance all night to the mornin'
I call for the of the unadulterated When the artistry was You know, back when rap was smart and We could rap A and R's and ultimatums, damn Now today I say I long for the days When the party was all partyin' I was a mini-party starter My mind when I call my pen
The big question, should I run the mind a Food for or dumb the rhyme a little But will if you to high that'll alienate folks And won't buy it, yo Look, people getting trapped in the And they be clappin', when the rappin' is wack Yo, what happened, when did we get wit that? He's old-fashioned, yup, but let's be happy back
Whoa, I'm the party You might have a good time but we party So, tell the DJ to play my And we could dance all night to the mornin'
Oh, I'm the party 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'