andquot;this is my partyandquot;
[intro: fabolous]
hey-hey-hey yo [3x]
f-a-b
hey-hey-hey yo [2x]
f-a-b
hey-hey-hey yo [2x]
[verse: fabolous]
ainand't no tellinand' what this hip lowered do to me
iand'm feelinand' like i can do what i want now
dip-low immunity
shorty! just shake your hips slow and move wit me
take a hit a this and sip slow and thoroughly
youand're sneakinand' out on your man, tip-toeinand' to the v
cause i know you got him whipped though like wannabe
letand's put on a live strip show just you and me
but girl, iand'm lookinand' at them lips though like who is he?
they ainand't never seen a whip, clothes or jewelry
so when i ask andquot;you wanna leave the zip-code?andquot;
say andquot;sureandquot; and be me
[chorus 1: fabolous]
but this is my party
stroll by if you want to
or yaand'll can stay home
but why would you want to?
[verse: fabolous]
we gonand' party, till we laid in graves
sweat out our doobie braids and waves
then scream andquot;hey-hey-hey yoandquot;
that groupie made her wait
cause when she seen the whips and chains
she started talking and'bout she ready to be made a slave, cand'mon
[chorus 2: fabolous (2x)]
this is my party
so get fly if you want to
get high if you want to cause i know you want to
put your hands up as high as you want to
and if it feels good scream andquot;hey-hey-hey yoandquot;
[verse: fabolous]
i donand't know about yand'all
but we doinand' it over here
all the glasses got liquid that brewinand' it over here
cigars got somethinand' sticky thatand's glueing it over here
ladies movinand' it over there, movinand' it over here
i can fit a few in a roverand's rear
we havinand' a good time, donand't ruin it overs this
you see why we asks is to see id
cause girls will do anything for some vip access
me i relax this (easy)
cause iand'm used to ballinand'
you could tell that these guys need practice
but if it was a problem then i would confront you
you saying andquot;overandquot; bet ya i say andquot;you want toandquot;
but a pitcher that probably slugs, pitches and talk a put
i ride wit the top down and switch to the top-up look
would you believe most these bitches go bop up shook
their asses pokinand' out like them pictures in pop up books
[chorus 2]
[verse: fabolous]
oh yea! weand's off the richter scale
hate will get you, put in coffins quick as hell
if the ladies would show it off and thick as hell
for my hustlers knockinand' off them bricks as well
and everybody, up north thatand's sick in jail
i probably feel yand'all, send you all of the flicks in mail
the street family speed off six sland's
to all them chicks at yale andquot;hey-hey-hey-hey yoandquot;
shake your glasses back and forth to mix it well
shake your ass back and forth as quick as hell
and just from lookinand' at them thighs from the front view
girl i know that these guys say they want you
if i wake up in the sand, clothes from yesterday
same hoes from yesterday
lightinand' clips to the same droand' from yesterday
her hang-overs yesterday
you ainand't mistaken we in benzand's today
but we had them range rovers yesterday
[chorus 2]
[outro: fabolous (to fade)]
hey-hey-hey yo...
hey-hey-hey yo...
