Gp Wu - Party People Lyrics
Chorus: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, gps in town (are you ready? )Better gather around, gps in town (to get sweaty)We came to rock it and tear down these wallsIts up to yall, what you wanna do?Aint nuttin but a party, partyVerse 1: pop da brown hornetI want that everyday feeling to make me hit the ceilingI get baleeveated, no more crack-dealinMy nigga on the score, fly beard galoreStepped out lookin prettier then prince dejourI see it clearly, I turn my dream into realityOur short delayin was a small technicalityNow Im in the dick of things, feeling my oathsIm takin hip-hop turn it up a thousand voltsWorldwide recognition take a look at what you missinThe men who got the planet got crazy ambitionPackin what you lackinSluggin shit like reggie jackson*****es diggin me like niggas dig toni braxtonDistractions had to happenPayin dues from way-backinThe days when shaolin was simply known as statenNow Im off the hook my schedule stay busyCallin dime peaces askin (where the hell is it? )On a global escapade, gettin high in the shadeFriday night baby girl and I just got payedMy whole squad is chalk, livin large like chrales in chargeFar from a mirage, solid like steel barsThe clocks tickin who wants to catch an ass-whippin?Rhymes get the rippin, and niggas get the *****And its the format that I use from back whenNineteen ninety-seven we in the top tenChorus:We came to rock to rock it and tear down these wallsWhat you wanna do? aint nuttin but a party, partyVerse 2: june loverThis is that type of underground shit you needEvery now and then to make your party proceedWho am i? another b-boy fanBringing you that hip-hop shit from shaolinI slam any mc upon his backAnd play like a nerd and say did I do that?You lack the skills to be where Im atSon Im top-notch while your ass be playin hop-scotchIll be underground makin moves with my shovelBubblin, while you exposed is still strugglinWhos mumblin got you scared to speakWhen I see you on the street you label us dead-meatIm out to getcha and got my gladiators for this pictureI could see it clear like a motion-made pictureI en-vision my arms wrapped around your throatThats all she wrote, soon as I squeeze your neck brokeChorus:Party people, party people, party people, party people (are you ready? )Better gather around gps in town(are you ready, to get, to get, to get sweaty? )(are ya, are ya, are ya ready for this? )Aint nuttin but a party, party(are ya ready? ) gpsUh, yall niggaz know its gpTime and time again we tried to tell youPoppy das, june lover, yeah yeah yeah hahaUh, uh, uh, uh, uhThrow ya hands in the air, throw ya hands in the air haha haThrow ya hands in the air, throw ya hands in the air
