[Parrish Smith]
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It's, time, to, party
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"Now that I got your attention again I want to"
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[PMD] Party.. party.. party.. party
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* echoes left to right *
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[Erick Sermon]
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Get up, shake your butts, feel the rhythm of the cuts
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Walk around and strut, then a brother push up
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and start talkin, girls and boys are hawkin
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EPMD is live from New York and
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now I'm bout to rip house, straight up and jump
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Move your body, as the bass pumps and thumps
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This jam, is a crowd mover
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For the girl and the boy with the funky dope maneuver
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or for a so-called dancing machine
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Cause this record, is strictly for the club scene
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Get Off the Wall, this ain't Michael Jackson
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It's eighty-nine, it's time for some action
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Like dips and dope backflips
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while the girlies are movin, and groovin they hips
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Enough booty, you could be waxin
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Instead you in the corner, maxin and relaxin
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Get up, and move your body
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cause party people
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[Parrish Smith]
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It's time to party (4X)
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[Erick Sermon] Yo P break it down
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[Parrish Smith] Yeah
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"Uno, dos, tres, cuatro"
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[EPMD]
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It's time to party (2X)
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[Erick Sermon] Yo P break it down
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[Parrish Smith]
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Yeah..
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It's Friday night, no work til Monday
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To top it off you just got paid
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So you step to the club, boys and girls are GQ
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Before you go in, you drink a brew or two
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Strobelight spinnin, people grinnin
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You're coolin at the bar, drinkin vodka and gin and
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your body gets warm, your adrenaline is flowin
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People on the dancefloor sweatin and yellin hoe and
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you see this fly cutie...
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with crazy hips, plus a nice fine booty
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Your mind gets to scheamin, you start dreamin
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The liquor starts talkin, you get more self esteem and
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you step to this lady, "May I have this dance?"
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Then she takes you in your arms and she grabs your hands
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And while the disc jockey's yelling GET UP, GET UP
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GET UP, GET UP, and on the dancefloor
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the ladies are freakin moves, you never seen before
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Cut up shirts, miniskirts, the whole works
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Squeakin moves that make you squint and say
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"Damn that must hurt" -- stomachs are showin, aces blowin
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And while you're havin fun, spendin your dough and
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you reach into your pockets, you reach deeper
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And off goes your money beeper
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which means you're runnin low on the dough
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So you cool with the drinks and you limit your hoes
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You grab a seat in the corner, and play low key
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Askin yourself over and over how you spent a G
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Don't worry now, worry on Monday
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And get back on the dancefloor..
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It's time to party (4X)
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It's Time 2 Party
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EPMD |