Song | This Is My Party |
Artist | Fabolous |
Album | This Is My Party |
作曲 : Gaye, Green, Jackson | |
作词 : GLUCK, JOHN R/GOLD, WALLY/GOTTLIEB, S./GREEN, TAIWAN/JACKSON, JOHN DAVID/WIENER, HERB | |
[3x] | Hey-hey-hey yo |
F-A-B | |
[2x] | Hey-hey-hey yo |
F-A-B | |
[2x] | Hey-hey-hey yo |
[Verse: Fabolous] | |
Ain't no tellin' what this hip lowered do to me | |
I'm feelin' 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 | |
You're sneakin' out on your man, tip-toein' to the V | |
Cause I know you got him whipped though like wannabe | |
Let's put on a live strip show just you and me | |
But girl, I'm lookin' at them lips though like who is he? | |
They ain't never seen a whip, clothes or jewelry | |
So when I ask 'you wanna leave the zip-code?' | |
Say 'sure' and be me | |
[Chorus 1: Fabolous] | |
But this is my party | |
Stroll by if you want to | |
Or ya'll can stay home | |
But why would you want to? | |
[Verse: Fabolous] | |
We gon' party, till we laid in graves | |
Sweat out our doobie braids and waves | |
Then scream 'hey-hey-hey yo' | |
That groupie made her wait | |
Cause when she seen the whips and chains | |
She started talking 'bout she ready to be made a slave, c'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 'hey-hey-hey yo' | |
[Verse: Fabolous] | |
I don't know about y'all | |
But we doin' it over here | |
All the glasses got liquid that brewin' it over here | |
Cigars got somethin' sticky that's glueing it over here | |
Ladies movin' it over there, movin' it over here | |
I can fit a few in a Rover's rear | |
We havin' a good time, don'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 I'm used to ballin' | |
You could tell that these guys need practice | |
But if it was a problem then I would confront you | |
You saying 'over' bet ya I say 'you want to' | |
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 pokin' out like them pictures in pop up books | |
[Chorus 2] | |
[Verse: Fabolous] | |
Oh yea! We'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 knockin' off them bricks as well | |
And everybody, up north that's sick in jail | |
I probably feel y'all, send you all of the flicks in mail | |
The Street Family speed off six SL's | |
To all them chicks at Yale 'hey-hey-hey-hey yo' | |
Shake your glasses back and forth to mix it well | |
Shake your ass back and forth as quick as hell | |
And just from lookin' 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 | |
Lightin' clips to the same dro' from yesterday | |
Her hang-overs yesterday | |
You ain't mistaken we in Benz's today | |
But we had them Range Rovers yesterday | |
[Chorus 2] | |
[Outro: Fabolous (to fade)] | |
Hey-hey-hey yo... | |
Hey-hey-hey yo... |
zuò qǔ : Gaye, Green, Jackson | |
zuò cí : GLUCK, JOHN R GOLD, WALLY GOTTLIEB, S. GREEN, TAIWAN JACKSON, JOHN DAVID WIENER, HERB | |
[3x] | Heyheyhey yo |
FAB | |
[2x] | Heyheyhey yo |
FAB | |
[2x] | Heyheyhey yo |
Verse: Fabolous | |
Ain' t no tellin' what this hip lowered do to me | |
I' m feelin' like I can do what I want now | |
Diplow immunity | |
Shorty! just shake your hips slow and move wit me | |
Take a hit a this and sip slow and thoroughly | |
You' re sneakin' out on your man, tiptoein' to the V | |
Cause I know you got him whipped though like wannabe | |
Let' s put on a live strip show just you and me | |
But girl, I' m lookin' at them lips though like who is he? | |
They ain' t never seen a whip, clothes or jewelry | |
So when I ask ' you wanna leave the zipcode?' | |
Say ' sure' and be me | |
Chorus 1: Fabolous | |
But this is my party | |
Stroll by if you want to | |
Or ya' ll can stay home | |
But why would you want to? | |
Verse: Fabolous | |
We gon' party, till we laid in graves | |
Sweat out our doobie braids and waves | |
Then scream ' heyheyhey yo' | |
That groupie made her wait | |
Cause when she seen the whips and chains | |
She started talking ' bout she ready to be made a slave, c' 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 ' heyheyhey yo' | |
Verse: Fabolous | |
I don' t know about y' all | |
But we doin' it over here | |
All the glasses got liquid that brewin' it over here | |
Cigars got somethin' sticky that' s glueing it over here | |
Ladies movin' it over there, movin' it over here | |
I can fit a few in a Rover' s rear | |
We havin' a good time, don' 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 I' m used to ballin' | |
You could tell that these guys need practice | |
But if it was a problem then I would confront you | |
You saying ' over' bet ya I say ' you want to' | |
But a pitcher that probably slugs, pitches and talk a put | |
I ride wit the top down and switch to the topup look | |
Would you believe most these bitches go bop up shook | |
Their asses pokin' out like them pictures in pop up books | |
Chorus 2 | |
Verse: Fabolous | |
Oh yea! We' 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 knockin' off them bricks as well | |
And everybody, up north that' s sick in jail | |
I probably feel y' all, send you all of the flicks in mail | |
The Street Family speed off six SL' s | |
To all them chicks at Yale ' heyheyheyhey yo' | |
Shake your glasses back and forth to mix it well | |
Shake your ass back and forth as quick as hell | |
And just from lookin' 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 | |
Lightin' clips to the same dro' from yesterday | |
Her hangovers yesterday | |
You ain' t mistaken we in Benz' s today | |
But we had them Range Rovers yesterday | |
Chorus 2 | |
Outro: Fabolous to fade | |
Heyheyhey yo... | |
Heyheyhey yo... |