on the floor I can't stand still And I'm goin' to work like I'm playin' my bills, bills My whole clique's on the floor We're gonna party then party some
be singin' in the rain I said, "Don't stop, do punk rock" Well now you see what you wanna be Just have your party on TV 'Cause the man from Mars won'
me five, then this alright wanna put a little fun in ya life, coz i know what ya want and i got what ya like, it must be nice to rock that ice, and tell
, might as well (Might as well, might as well) Ragtime slowly for twenty-five miles Then switch over to the Cajun style Bar car loaded with rhythm and blues Rock
? Yo, it's the squeeze of five fingers Puffin' Smokey the bear Shinin' black like Darth Vader caps They on stare While we rockin' it, I'll rock in it (Rock
Form a little lynch mob, and stomp through the five boroughs Head back to Brooklyn in the Expo Back on the block, I see the cops everybody clockin Buckshot, when you see the rocks
Bone and Biggie, Biggie (We gonna rock the party) Just Bone and Biggie, Biggie (Rock the party) Just Bone and Biggie, Biggie (Party) Just Bone and Biggie
Let's get this party started, right! Let's get this party started quickly! Right! Lets' get this party started right! Let's get this party started, quickly
days Men become like women and no difference in the season If you got popped five times You breathing for a reason Let's put the five tenure plan
cause she's no dummy Through rockin the microphone and she's calling me honey Says i know what i want don't move with thugs Well house parties hip hop
the paint Five star when I rank, like Le Armitage Girls lookin' like Nicki Minaj, Reggie Hip-Hop, I rock steady, just check my clout When Jersey in the building, I rock
Business' like EPM D whips I drive, I gotta TV 'em I tour New York down, so B.B. King 'em Found my way back home like E.T. finger I rock the arena,
hypnotized, I'd like to break it down down Cold turn the party out I'd like to, I'd like to break it down down Cold turn the party out Sex, money, drugs
Too digital for y'all common street criminals Who wanna come test, lick the sweat from my genitals? We can get off the mic, and get a little physical I was born a rock
sacrifice Bottle the rock, freeze the ice, stash the dope and rice And get ready for the glamour life Yo, the dough, the rap, the audience, party heavy
m high like Fabo, hood like Shawty So tell me when to go like my name E-40 Like a rich rock star, nigga, I'm gonna party Got a party pack of pillz that
Yo, had me in the LQ, yo, shit was mad bumpin' Rappers on the mic was like settin' off somethin' Now parties like this yo God I like lougin' observin'
Sir Too Short, I'm bout to do this In 1981, that's where it all begun We do it for the money, we don't rap for fun Five dolla's fo' a tape, Too Short