Party People

歌詞

Guess who? Uh, uh-uh uh-uh Jigga Man, ya heard? Uh-uh, a-Timbaland, ya heard? Uh, Misdemeanor ya heard? C'mon, c'mon Uh-uh, uh-uh, g-ge, ge-geah Yo.. yo.. ye-yea, ye-yea Turn this up.. yo, yo, yeah When the war's on, the 4's are drawn like pictures 'Til niggas is all gone when these triggers get witcha Niggas before long you need stitches in your long johns A.K. (t-t-t-t), heartbeat (t-t-t-t) It figures you fictitious niggas can't stop (that) Jigga, Twista, my nigga Timb on a hot track How you gon' stop that? We can't be slowed Niggas throw dog, look at your clothes When I'm in crazy mode, .380 blow's like Maceo, leave acey holes That's just Jay-Z though, crazy flow Rhyme great, dominate your radio C'mon, get your gun on, your mask and gloves I don't ask for love, I blast 'em up Respect my gangsta dude, or your life's in danger dude (Doctors pushin' on your chest tryin' to bring you through) All my party people gon' do what? (Gonna get buck) Get some liquor in the gut (so whassup?) (Get them lighters lit up, make them get up With somethin' the East and West gon' bump) All my party people gon' do what? (Get crunk) Get some liquor in the gut (so whassup?) (Get them lighters lit up T got some gangsta shit, that's beatin' in yo' trunk) Fuckin' with Mag, nigga end up in a hospital Sittin' on the corner of the bed, sick 'cause of what I said to him On a track star beef take it in the kitchen Cookin' MC's all niggas taste like chicken Hittin' 'em high, bitin' they ear Tyson on a muh'fucker vampire style, I'm a bloodsucker You turnin' into a mad ducker, tellin' ya dog I'm at the Rucker with a bad Puerto Rican chick Fat as my cash and she a dick sucker, get up outcha car You ain't goin' real far, see the chainsaw? Breakin' the law, like turnin' a dyke When it come to that man that just like Mike I don't care what you like, I'll make you run in outer space If you go to court man, only wish you got a case For real, I'm fuckin' faced on a hill of ice Mag hot now nigga 50 G's the price Timbaland good for that I invented that Hear the hi-hat, hear the bass line on the track Remember One in a Million when I left ya back Producers sayin', "How you get your sound like that?" I don't know playa, I'm a creative cat Got party people dancin' to dis and dat Got party people sayin', "This a dope-ass track!" All my party people gon' do what? (Gonna get buck) Get some liquor in the gut (so whassup?) (Get them lighters lit up, make them get up With somethin' the East and West gon' bump) All my party people gon' do what? (Get crunk) Get some liquor in the gut (so whassup?) (Get them lighters lit up T got some gangsta shit, that's beatin' in yo' trunk) Timbaland hit 'em with the um, ah-um, ah-um-ahh, you gon' do what? Stop frontin' you bumpin' the new cut Like a shoe ah, um ah-um ah, hit 'em in the gut Twitchin' and itchin' to get up, I hit 'em up With some skanless to vibe to and ride to With the stanky inside you - listen to while a freak lickin' you Go on a bogus mission to Somethin' you Crip- walk in the kitchen to Somethin' you bump on the porch or the park Or pump it while you displayin' yo' heart when you flex on a mark You can play it to clear your head from drama with the Feds And all the homies like down for when they in the dark Used to rock up at the block club, players wasn't ridin slick You can let your mind cruise for miles They can't tell no sucker who's allowed, with a strap on the mic I'm thinkin' how can I move the crowd, move the crowd All my party people gon' do what? (Gonna get buck) Get some liquor in the gut (so whassup?) (Get them lighters lit up, make them get up With somethin' the East and West gon' bump) All my party people gon' do what? (Get crunk) Get some liquor in the gut (so whassup?) (Get them lighters lit up T got some gangsta shit, that's beatin' in yo' trunk) All my party people gon' do what? (Gonna get buck) Get some liquor in the gut (so whassup?) (Get them lighters lit up, make them get up With somethin' the East and West gon' bump) All my party people gon' do what? (Get crunk) Get some liquor in the gut (so whassup?) (Get them lighters lit up T got some gangsta shit, that's beatin' in yo' trunk) .. bounce wit me, bounce wit me, bounce, ow ow ow Ow ow ow-ow ah, shake wit me, shake wit me, shake wit me, shake.. .. bounce wit me, bounce wit me.. Shake wit me, shake wit me Ow, one time, bounce wit me, bounce wit me Yo, ahh Remember when you first found me? I was workin' at Burger King Now take a good look around me Look at all these cars, look at all these girls Why you always tryin' to put down me? Why you always tryin' to put down me? You get 'round your friends and try to clown me Why you always tryin' to pull that boo-boo? I'm gettin' tired of all that bullshit Always talkin' dis and dat Your girls screamin', "We looove him!" See girls, they LOVE me Girl that's just, only Tim Yes, it's only Tim Whatchu talkin' 'bout that's only Tim? Yeah whatchu talkin' 'bout that's only Tim? 'Cause I made it this far (this far) Made it without yo' money (yo' money) Made it without yo' car (yo' car) Made it without yo' naggin' (what?) Now look who's the star (woo!) I made it this far (this far) Made it without yo' money (yo' money) Made it without yo' car (yo' car) Made it without yo' naggin' (what?) Now look who's the star (woo!) YaknowhatI'msayin'? Why it gotta happen to people like me, I don't get it I don't understand it That's why people like myself, only hang with self Hahaha, and nobody else Easy now