Get on the floor, whoa, I'm the party 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
Oh, I'm the party You might have a good time but we harder So, the DJ to play my song And we dance all night to the early mornin'
Dance, an aphrodisiac, women Simulating sensual to stimulating musical tracks I thought I was just come out tonight and get a brew and relax But no, uh uh, you're the party starter It's like you're on call, what the doctor ordered It's like you gotta the border to the door And shock 'em when it's boring, get on the
Ughh, it's the bomber, mic in my vest Tight, strapped to my Like I'ma run up in the hollerin' And be oh, fulfillin' my callin' Big, will, my name, whoop rhymes, that's my game, whoop Ask me again and I'll tell you the same, Just write ya number right next to ya name, girl
Whoa, I'm the party You might have a good but we party harder 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 good time but we harder So, tell the DJ to my song And we could dance all night to the early
He was raised in the days the roof was raised rap occasion, new and amazing The back of the stage is amazed and Prayin' for the day they would one day him Studied the of the game and made it Came through the maze and the haze and played it, Days any person and cursed him, he was unfazed
He waited, it was it, he never retaliated He saved it, slavin', on the blazin' when he was low, nothin' could raise him He to the show and somethin' uncaged him the pope, but its party crusade I'm like braids never gon' fade, ya heard I'm like, on an escalade, throw me into the rave you threw a grenade, boom
Whoa, I'm the starter You might have a good time but we party So, tell the DJ to play my And we could dance all night to the mornin'
Oh, I'm the starter You might have a good time but we harder So, tell the DJ to play my And we dance all night to the early mornin'
I call for the days of the When the artistry was You know, back when rap was smart and We could rap without A and R's and ultimatums, Now I could say I long 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 for thought or dumb the rhyme a little But will if you come to high alienate folks And they buy it, yo Look, getting trapped in the track And they be clappin', even the rappin' is wack Yo, happened, when did we get happy wit that? He's old-fashioned, yup, but be happy he's back
Whoa, I'm the party You might have a good time but we harder So, the DJ to play my song And we could dance all night to the mornin'
Oh, I'm the party You have a good time but we party harder So, tell the DJ to my song And we could dance all night to the early