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Tytuł: Party goin on

  • Wykonawca: MC Lyte
  • Wy¶wietleń: 191

  
   intro (Inaya)
  Mmmm, mmmm
  Oh oh, oh oh
  Mmmm yeah, oh yeah
  Mmmm, oh oh
  
  chorus (Inaya Day)
  There's a party goin' on in my hotel room
  And you're invited, all you got to do is show up x2
  
  (verse 1)
  Now we done left the venue 'coz the show was done
  Before we hit the hotel, make a quick run
  To get the Martel to add to the fun, meet me at suite room 151
  BYOB, we about to kick it off
  Remember that party last year in the loft?
  This'll be better 'coz we bigger now
  Got mo' figures now, fit in mo' niggas now
  I got about 30 of the finest
  Ready to get flirty and down right do-dirty
  We got twister the dots mean a lot
  When you flip the dial end up with a face in your twot
  Stop yappin' at the DJ, that ain't right
  'Coz tonight this here DJ, he gon' save my life... (woah, woah)
  
  (chorus)
  
  (verse 2)
  Now the people are comin', and the party is jumpin'...
  ... and T is on the beat box
  And after this song he'll rock the locks
  Hotel security ain't troublin' us none
  They partyin' with us, no badge and no gun
  Grown folks in the livin' room showin' out
  And they ain't leavin' till we kick 'em all out
  Strip poker, truth or dare
  I swear it's about to get sticky up in here
  Back back and forth and forth
  >From New York to L.A and back to New York
  Of course while I'm in town it's gotta be nice
  On the North-East corner they're flippin' the dice
  Now the bubbly's poppin' all over the suite
  Swig on this and kick up your feet
  Ain't no party like an MC Lyte party 'coz an MC Lyte party don't stop, pops
  And this here's better than when the ball drops
  
  (chorus)
  
  (verse 3)
  Now here's the E-low, Jackie and Mark
  Done hit the back room to jump start the sparks
  It's gettin' all hot, now they pumpin' Beenie Man
  Scream for the cream, but holler when you see me man
  You know like I know, the party don't end till I say when
  Now the grub is runnin' out better get it while you can
  Pick is gettin' low better find you a man
  Slow jam hit and you sittin' all alone
  Ain't nobody gonna take you're borin' ass home
  It wouldn't be fair for me to not tell you
  I'm the hostess of the year, keep it in the clear
  Yo, the party's over here, nope, the party's right here
  Be careful not to wear and tear the derrier
  Now ain't that supmthin', humpin' and a bumpin'
  My motto is never let 'em see you comin'
  A party like this can't be compared
  That's why it only goes down once a year...
  ... and we in here, yeah yeah yeah..
  
  (chorus) x2
  
  (Inaya Day)
  There's a party goin' on in my hotel room
  You know you gotta do, what you gotta do
  What you gotta do, what you gotta do...
  Show up baby, show up baby...