(JD talking) C mon
c mon
yeah
c mon
yeah (Nelly) Uh ooooooooooooh (uh oh oh oh) Uh ooooooooooooh (uh oh oh oh) Uh ooooooooooooh (uh oh oh oh) Uh ooooooooooooh (Jagged Edge) The party s where you re at tonight Don t be trippin when you see us in the club Just show a little love
represent your side like me Cause round here if you slick you pick a hot one Ride shotgun
couple of em got one Belvedere in the rear of the club Pulled up on dubs and we bout to go and buy the bar up So So
for sure we ain t playin Hang with no lames
hit the park and sayin
(Hook - Jagged Edge) Ay
where the party at? Girls is on the way
where the Bacardi at? Models and models
talkin all a that Know I can t forget about my thugs (Where the party at?) And all my girls (Where the party at?) Off in the club (Where the party at?) If the party s where you re at let me hear you say Uh ooooooooooooh (uh oh oh oh) Uh ooooooooooooh (uh oh oh oh) Uh ooooooooooooh (uh oh oh oh) Uh ooooooooooooh If the party s where you re at just let me know All the girls in the club in they best outfits Just showin that skin
tryna make a nigga wanna spit Where you been girl? You and your friend Need to come to the back where we got it locked down In your white t-shirt or a three-piece suit Don t matter what you wear all that matters is who you with Some jiggy and some are straight grindin All up in the club just to have a good time and (Hook) (Nelly) Just show me where that party at dirty Somewhere where it s crackin right around one-thirty Never get done too early Come in as is
doo-rags and Tims I m rollin past his
his little Jag and Benz With the Rolls
not the one with the stem The one that seem to make more enemies than friends I m slidin in past doors
both eyes closed Both arms rose
both charms froze With the S-O-S-O
D-E dot F I m buyin bottles
bottles
until it ain t none left I m quick to go left
I blaze with no rep I jams more than left
baby show me the club I m like "hey
where that Bacardi at?" Come and mix it with the Cris
baby
what s wrong with that? We in the V.I.P.
twisted
down right spliffed it Two way and shit
ooh they makin like a mislit (??) (Hook) (Jagged Edge) Left side
just put your hands up
throw em up Right side
just put your hands up
throw em up Everybody
put your hands up
throw em up When the beat come back around e rybody do it again Do the eastside run this mutha for ya? (Hell yeah) Do my southside run this mutha for ya? (Hell yeah) And them haters ain t hittin on
ain t talkin bout us And they look like If the party s where you re at let me hear you say |
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