Fabolous - This Is My Party Lyrics
[intro: fabolous]Hey-hey-hey yo [3x]F-a-bHey-hey-hey yo [2x]F-a-bHey-hey-hey yo [2x][verse: fabolous]Aint no tellin what this hip lowered do to meIm feelin like I can do what I want nowDip-low immunityShorty! just shake your hips slow and move wit meTake a hit a this and sip slow and thoroughlyYoure sneakin out on your man, tip-toein to the vCause I know you got him whipped though like wannabeLets put on a live strip show just you and meBut girl, Im lookin at them lips though like who is he?They aint never seen a whip, clothes or jewelrySo when I ask you wanna leave the zip-code?Say sure and be me[chorus 1: fabolous]But this is my partyStroll by if you want toOr yall can stay homeBut why would you want to?[verse: fabolous]We gon party, till we laid in gravesSweat out our doobie braids and wavesThen scream hey-hey-hey yoThat groupie made her waitCause when she seen the whips and chainsShe started talking bout she ready to be made a slave, cmon[chorus 2: fabolous (2x)]This is my partySo get fly if you want toGet high if you want to cause I know you want toPut your hands up as high as you want toAnd if it feels good scream hey-hey-hey yo[verse: fabolous]I dont know about yallBut we doin it over hereAll the glasses got liquid that brewin it over hereCigars got somethin sticky thats glueing it over hereLadies movin it over there, movin it over hereI can fit a few in a rovers rearWe havin a good time, dont ruin it overs thisYou see why we asks is to see idCause girls will do anything for some vip accessMe I relax this (easy)Cause Im used to ballinYou could tell that these guys need practiceBut if it was a problem then I would confront youYou saying over bet ya I say you want toBut a pitcher that probably slugs, pitches and talk a putI ride wit the top down and switch to the top-up lookWould you believe most these *****es go bop up shookTheir asses pokin out like them pictures in pop up books[chorus 2][verse: fabolous]Oh yea! wes off the richter scaleHate will get you, put in coffins quick as hellIf the ladies would show it off and thick as hellFor my hustlers knockin off them bricks as wellAnd everybody, up north thats sick in jailI probably feel yall, send you all of the flicks in mailThe street family speed off six slsTo all them chicks at yale hey-hey-hey-hey yoShake your glasses back and forth to mix it wellShake your ass back and forth as quick as hellAnd just from lookin at them thighs from the front viewGirl I know that these guys say they want youIf I wake up in the sand, clothes from yesterdaySame hoes from yesterdayLightin clips to the same dro from yesterdayHer hang-overs yesterdayYou aint mistaken we in benzs todayBut we had them range rovers yesterday[chorus 2][outro: fabolous (to fade)]Hey-hey-hey yo...Hey-hey-hey yo...
