never really know" We didn't build this city, we didn't paint this town Seems like we spend half our lives running around Wanting somewhere else to go Back to the party
party is like grove street, I'm young and respected like an og I ain't scared to shit look up in my eyes I push kaliana like in 1995 [Verse 8: Wooh Da
you actin all stupid Now I'm back in the cupid, just to tell you the truth is Them niggas that be havin you blacken and ready to lose it Pushin lambos
blau on your hip Travel safe, you know that I'ma hold it down on the strip Good lookin, word to mother son I give you my wit But when I get back, I'ma
All Star league, you writin Benjamins I handles my business, FUCK fake niggas I sell game a quarter million a track Snoop and the good Doc back with a
Much More) To My Dudes At The Bar With A Freak And Steady Lightin Cigars At The Parties They Sneak In And Look Forward To Being A Star On The Weekend
huh? Yea that's the way you love me huh? It's alive it's alive rounds kill the eyes I bring the bitch back like frankenstein I push break bread gucci
360 Waves Do The Same Wit The Pot, Still Come Back Beige Whether Right Or Southpaw Whether Pot Or The Jar Whip It Around, It Still Comes Back Hard So
tight Watch out, push it on tonight It's crazy Don't hold back I'ma put it where it 'pose to be at And that's non-stop and party-hoppin, it's on [Missy
Watch out, pushing on tonight, it's crazy Don't hold back, I'ma put it where it's suppose to be at And that's non-stop, party-hoppin', it's on {P. Diddy
mon) |I like it babe| (Uh uh c'mon) (C'mon c'mon c'mon) They're back [Puffy] Yo, now nobody party like we party You wouldn't know 'till you cats see me party
your boyfriend, Kellz And we roll up to the club like "aye" And we all up in the club like "aye" Tell security to move the ropes back Let the chicks in
party Release I am out of control I'm out of body Release I am out of control I'm out of... (Oh, yeah) I push the party stars (yeah) They just can't
3: Missy M-C's mad at me But you better get back I'm bout to ratta-tat-tat Tiggy-tigga-tat Lay me flat on my back In fact, I interact and make the track
grind at Grind all the time shawty make me push my grind back Hammer to ya body I ain't talkin cockin nines back If I could push the time back I would
my shoes 'cause all I do I do for you Yo, I tried to hold back, I can't hold back Y'all could be all that, I want it all back I sat back, let niggas
tight Watch out, pushing on tonight, it's crazy Don't hold back, I'ma put it where it's suppose to be at And that's non-stop, party-hoppin', it's on [
