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INFO - PARTY PEOPLE

Party People


VERSURI - PARTY PEOPLE

(feat. Jay-Z, Twista)







[Jay-Z]



Guess who? Uh, uh-uh uh-uh



Jigga, ya heard?



Uh-uh, a-Timbaland, ya heard?



Uh, Twista, 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 pores are drawn like pictures



The niggaz is all gone when these triggers get witcha



Nigga before long you need stitches in your longjohns



A.K., t-t-t-t, heartbeat, t-t-t-t



Eight figures you fake twitchy niggaz can't stop (that)



Jigga, Twista my nigga Timb on the hot track



How you gon' stop that? We can't be slowed



Niggaz (?), look at your clothes



When I'm in crazy mode, three-eighty blows like



Maceo, leave acey holes



That's just Jay-Z doe, crazy flow



Rhyme great, dominate your radio



C'mon, get your gun, 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







[Chorus: Timbaland + (Twista)]



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)







[Magoo]



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 niggaz taste like chicken



Hittin 'em high, right in the ear



Slicin on 'em 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]



Timbaland good for that - [beat plays, he scats]



[scatting] - I invented that



Hear the hi-hat, hear the bassline 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!"







[Chorus]







[Twista]



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







[Chorus - repeat 2X]







[Timbaland]



.. 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







[Timbaland: repeat 2X]



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 (whoo!)







[Timbaland]



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

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