Get on the floor, whoa, I'm the party You might have a good time but we party So, tell the DJ to play my And we could all night to the early mornin'
Oh, I'm the starter You might have a time but we party harder So, tell the DJ to my song And we could dance all to the early mornin'
Dance, an aphrodisiac, gyrating Simulating sensual acts to stimulating musical I thought I was just gon' out tonight and get a brew and relax But no, uh uh, when you're the party It's like you're on call, you're what the ordered It's you gotta block the border to the door And 'em when it's boring, get on the floor
Ughh, it's the groovicide bomber, mic in my Tight, strapped to my Like I'ma run up in the party And be like oh, my callin' Big, will, my name, whoop Writin' rhymes, that's my game, Ask me and I'll tell you the same, whoop Just ya number down right next to ya name, girl
Whoa, I'm the starter You might have a good time but we party So, tell the DJ to play my And we could all night to the early mornin'
Oh, I'm the party You might a good time but we party harder So, the DJ to play my song And we could all night to the early mornin'
He was raised in the when the roof was raised rap occasion, new and amazing The back of the stage is amazed and Prayin' for the day would one day praise him Studied the of the game and made it Came through the maze and the haze and it, perfect Days any person hated and him, he was unfazed
He waited, it was worth it, he retaliated He saved it, slavin', on the road Days when he was low, nothin' could him He came to the show and uncaged him Like the pope, but its crusade I'm like braids that's never fade, ya heard I'm like, 23's on an escalade, throw me into the you threw a grenade, boom
Whoa, I'm the party You might have a good time but we harder So, tell the DJ to my song And we could dance all to the early mornin'
Oh, I'm the starter You might a good time but we party harder So, tell the DJ to my song And we could dance all night to the early
I for the days of the unadulterated When the was cultivated You know, back when rap was smart and We could rap A and R's and ultimatums, damn Now today I could say I for the days the party was all about partyin' I was a starter then My mind bends I call my pen
The big question, I run the mind a vittle Food for thought or dumb the rhyme a But will if you come to that'll alienate folks And won't buy it, yo Look, people getting trapped in the And be clappin', even when the rappin' is wack Yo, what happened, when did we get happy wit old-fashioned, yup, but let's be happy he's back
Whoa, I'm the starter You might have a time but we party harder So, tell the DJ to my song And we could dance all night to the mornin'
Oh, I'm the starter You might have a good time but we harder So, the DJ to play my song And we could dance all to the early mornin'