Party People (Are you ready?)
Party People (Are you ready for this?)
Party People (Are you ready?)
Party People (Are you ready for this?)
Better gather around, GP's in town (Are you ready?)
Better gather around, GP's in town (To get sweaty)
We came to rock it and tear down these walls
It's up to ya'll, What you wanna do?
Ain't nuttin' but a party, party
Verse 1: Pop Da Brown Hornet
I want that everyday feeling to make me hit the ceiling
I get baleeveated, no more crack-dealin'
My nigga on the score, fly beard galore
Stepped out lookin' prettier then Prince Dejour
I see it clearly, I turn my dream into reality
Our short delayin' was a small technicality
Now I'm in the dick of things, feeling my oaths
I'm takin' hip-hop turn it up a thousand volts
Worldwide recognition take a look at what you missin'
The men who got the planet got crazy ambition
Packin' what you lackin'
Sluggin' shit like Reggie Jackson
Bitches diggin' me like niggas dig Toni Braxton
Distractions had to happen
Payin' dues from way-backin'
The days when Shaolin was simply known as Staten
Now I'm off the hook my schedule stay busy
Callin' dime peaces askin' (Where the hell is it?)
On a global escapade, gettin' high in the shade
Friday night baby girl and I just got payed
My whole squad is chalk, livin' large like Chrales in Charge
Far from a mirage, solid like steel bars
The clock's tickin' who wants to catch an ass-whippin'?
Rhymes get the rippin', and niggas get the bitch
And it's the format that I use from back when
Nineteen ninety-seven we in the top ten
