Paris - Funky Lil' Party Lyrics
Fin' ta roll to the party, still in demandTroopin thicker than a ball team, packin the vanI was movin as a unit every brother stayin strappedBut still we got enough sense to never bust 'em too fastAnd now I'm runnin a roll call, startin with DBig Doc and Yon, K-Cloud and EYoung (?) Rich-O's, and my man A.B.I can't forget Big Gene, still keepin the peaceRollin stone still rollin on our way to the clubEvery spot that we step into showin nuttin but loveNever payin to play and never waitin in linebut never lookin to start shit, but just a good timeAnd as we step into the place, you know the party is FATFemales wall to wall, got us all back to backRollin thicker than butter, y'know the crew never loseAnd some fools is jealous, cause the women is chooseI see hard stares and the glares from the young bucksThe stank of the dank could make a elephant knees buckI'm makin my way to the bar for some juicewhen the move was interrupted by two twinsand they friends sportin body suitsThey said whattup, I said whattup, and they broke it downThey said they want to do the oochie coochie and spread it 'roundI stepped back, and had to think a minute cause damn GIf you'da seen what I was seein you woulda felt weakBut I thought fast, yo black I had to passI hate it when I see my sister movin too fastI know you need some knowledge of self for your young assCause hoein only get your kids AIDS or crabsBut then, the funk start jumpin on the other sideSome brothers in the corner start to havin a fist fightGats pop, blacks drop, the party became a riotAnd all because some niggaz didn't know how to act rightThe fact is that it wasn't rap to blameIt'
