Luyện nghe bài hát Rock The Party (Remix)

Intro: + Lil' Kim
Aye (Benzino you at?)
It's Yellowman, Benzino wanna rock the
And we bring this to the after party
Queen Bee wanna the party
Uh, uh, oh (Oh my God)
Yeah (Benzino you at?)
(Bounce) Yellow City gonna the party
(This is the G-Mix)
Young wanna rock the party, Petey Pablo
City, yea

Verse 1: Kim
It's your girl Queen Bee with the sting
draggin' with the diamond G-String
Bouncin' on Lorenzos, I'm the Bee with the
Who the want what? (What?)
Bettin' it all at the tables, rip the casino
From Vegas to Reno, me and
We rock the party and drink Bacardi all damn night
Watch me shake my ass a fresh bowl of jelly
Quite Bootylicious like Beyonc and
Love to see guys tattoos on they belly
Let's get from the car to the telly
Ooh, I got my girls me, so go get your boys
ride with us, we on the tour bus
If you us right, and you spendin' the night
Then we freak

Chorus: + Lil' Kim
We gon' the party, rock the party
Then drink Bacardi, somebody
Then leave the to the after party y'all
Now what gon' do?
We take it off, we gon' turn it out
hot in here, we gon' burn it out
We gon' throw that thang, we back it up
Now what gon' do?

Verse 2:
Benzino rock the city and you know I can't
Back at the lounge with a Diddy Bop
Shorty lookin' mean and her whole hot
Yo' up? Yo' what's up with ya'll?
She sippin' cranberry with a of Belvedere
What? carat 'conia ice in my ear
Always drinkin' Coniac with ice when I'm
...
how 'Zino puts his game to the test
36, 24, I you know the rest
What's your secret ma? How you fit in dress?
... Oh damn!
Now it's getting' heated and you what's on my mind
Me and you, outta hear, I it's that time
Make you tap out when I in from behind
Now that's up, now everybody just

Verse 3: Petey
Hey, hey, hey, hey!
Me met a bitch of my dreams, corn
Come on, liquor inside my head like
saggin', Carolina hat to the back
I'm in New York City, can you me goddammit
Weavin' through the traffic, shootin' daps
find Benzino, is it him in the back
Bring it back, porn X on the back
Be hey, hey, hey, how'd she do that?
Pretty headed woman, with her self
Bow-legged cutey with her tight
Tryna get here with her friend in the black dress
Spread her hoochie coochie on my sun bread
Now I sayin' to myself, Petey-Petey
Get freaky, boy I can't even say it
And I got no need to be
things ain't supposed to be said

Bridge: + Lil' Kim
Yeah, we gon'
Yellow City, we rock
The after party, we rock
Now what ya'll do?
We rock, we gon' rock tonight
'cause a Yellow City don't stop
Uh, we gonna rock
Now what ya'll do?

til fade