Get on the floor, whoa, I'm the starter You might have a good time but we harder So, tell the DJ to my song And we could dance all night to the mornin'
Oh, I'm the party You have a good time but we party harder So, the DJ to play my song And we could dance all night to the mornin'
Dance, an aphrodisiac, women sensual acts to stimulating musical tracks I thought I was just come out tonight and get a brew and relax But no, uh uh, when you're the party like you're on call, you're what the doctor ordered It's like you gotta block the border to the And shock 'em it's boring, get on the floor
Ughh, it's the bomber, mic in my vest Tight, to my chest I'ma run up in the party hollerin' And be like oh, my callin' Big, will, that's my name, rhymes, that's my game, whoop Ask me and I'll tell you the same, whoop Just write ya number down right to ya name, girl
Whoa, I'm the starter You might a good time but we party harder So, tell the DJ to play my And we could all night to the early mornin'
Oh, I'm the starter You have a good time but we party harder So, the DJ to play my song And we could all night to the early mornin'
He was in the days when the roof was raised rap occasion, new and amazing The back of the stage is amazed and Prayin' for the day would one day praise him Studied the ways of the game and it Came through the maze and the haze and played it, Days any person hated and cursed him, he was
He waited, it was worth it, he retaliated He saved it, slavin', on the road when he was low, nothin' could raise him He came to the and somethin' uncaged him Like the pope, but its crusade I'm like that's never gon' fade, ya heard I'm like, 23's on an escalade, throw me the rave Like you a grenade, boom
Whoa, I'm the party You might have a good but we party harder So, tell the DJ to play my And we could dance all to the early mornin'
Oh, I'm the starter You might a good time but we party harder So, tell the DJ to play my And we could dance all to the early mornin'
I for the days of the unadulterated the artistry was cultivated You know, back rap was smart and multilayered We rap without A and R's and ultimatums, damn Now I could say I long for the days the party was all about partyin' I was a mini-party then My mind when I call my pen
The big question, I run the mind a vittle Food for or dumb the rhyme a little But will if you to high that'll alienate folks And won't buy it, yo Look, people getting trapped in the And they be clappin', when the rappin' is wack Yo, what happened, when did we get wit that? old-fashioned, yup, but let's be happy he's back
Whoa, I'm the starter You might have a good time but we harder So, tell the DJ to play my And we dance all night to the early mornin'
Oh, I'm the party You might have a good time but we harder So, the DJ to play my song And we could dance all to the early mornin'