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Fabolous

This Is My Party

 

This Is My Party

(Album: Street Dreams - 2003)


[Intro: Fabolous]
Hey-hey-hey yo [3x]
F-A-B
Hey-hey-hey yo [2x]
F-A-B
Hey-hey-hey yo [2x]

[Verse: Fabolous]
Ain't no telling what this hypno will do to me
I'm feeling like I can do what I want now
Dip-low immunity
Shorty! just shake your hips slow and move wit me
Take a hit a this and sip slow and thoroughly
You're sneaking out on your man, tip-toeing to the V
Cause I know you got him whipped though like wannabe
Let's put on a live strip show just you and me
But girl, I'm looking at them lips though like who is he?
They ain't never seen a whip, clothes or jewelry
So when I ask "you wanna leave the zip-code?"
Say "sure" and be me

[Chorus 1: Fabolous]
But this is my party
Stroll by if you want to
Or ya'll can stay home
But why would you want to?

[Verse: Fabolous]
We gon' party, till we laid in graves
Sweat out our doobie braids and waves
Then scream "hey-hey-hey yo"
That groupie made her wait
Cause when she seen the whips and chains
She started talking 'bout she ready to be made a slave, c'mon

[Chorus 2: Fabolous (2x)]
This is my party
So get fly if you want to
Get high if you want to cause I know you like to
Put your hands up as high as you want to
And if it feels good scream "hey-hey-hey yo"

[Verse: Fabolous]
I don't know about y'all
But we doing it over here
All the glasses got liquid that brewing it over here
Cigars got something sticky that's gluing it over here
Ladies moving it over there, moving it over here
I can fit a few in a Rover's rear
We having a good time, don't ruin it overs this
You see why we asks is to see ID
Cause girls will do anything for some VIP access
Me I relax this (easy)
Cause I'm used to balling
You could tell that these guys need practice
But if it was a problem then I would confront you
You saying "no" but your eyes say "you want to"
But a pitcher that probably slugs, pitches and talk a put
I ride wit the top down and switch to the top-up look
Would you believe most these bitches go bop up shook
Their asses poking out like them pictures in pop up books

[Chorus 2]

[Verse: Fabolous]
Oh yea! We's off the Richter Scale
Hate will get you, put in coffins quick as hell
If the ladies would show it off and thick as hell
For my hustlers knocking off them bricks as well
And everybody, up north that's sick in jail
I probably feel y'all, send you all of the flicks in mail
The Street Family speed off six SL's
To all them chicks at Yale "hey-hey-hey-hey yo"
Shake your glasses back and forth to mix it well
Shake your ass back and forth as quick as hell
And just from looking at them thighs from the front view
Girl I know that these guys say they want you
If I wake up in the same clothes from yesterday
Same hoes from yesterday
Lighting clips to the same dro' from yesterday
Her hang-overs yesterday
You ain't mistaken we in Benz's today
But we had them Range Rovers yesterday

[Chorus 2]

[Outro: Fabolous (to fade)]
Hey-hey-hey yo...
Hey-hey-hey yo...

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