Tyrese - Rock The Party Lyrics

checkin in the closet for my blue velour suit
pipin all around it wit the matchin Tim boots
hop up in the wagon wit the 20 inch shoes on(oh)
ridin down the street wit a 20 G stack
Shorty pagin me sayin "Zino where u at?"
look up in the mirror 5-0 by my back its(uh oh)
pull up in the spot smokin in the parkin lot
everybody havin fun n****z dont stop
pray to God that i dont have to let the guns pop its
maybe all the ladies wanna chill wit benz n heff
pushin up the bottle till theres no more henny left
step it up to Louie now lets see what happens next

(1) Yo, we gonna throw the party
rock the party then drink bacardi freak somebody
then leave the party to the after party yo(what we gonna do) X2

Lookin at the shorty wit the Frankie B. jeans
thong hangin out butterfly belly-ring
butter leather boots wit the tassels thats mean(oh)
got up on that a*s when she came up in the door
rock it to tha beat then we took it to the floor
DJ in the club spin the record back n forth
people goin hard cuz u know the mood is right
everybody screamin like they at a Tyson fight
young heff in the back wit a dime lookin tight(oh my)
hit the sour diesel mami bouncin on my lap
VIP crowded so i take it to the back
up in the coat room where u find zino at....and mario too
Now everybody just.....

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5 in the mornin more drinks at the crib
what u waitin for mami get yo a*s in
hop up in the coupe girlz ridin wit my friends(yo follow us follow us)
rollin thru the city wit the CD on blast
pull up at the mans(ion) had to dip up in the stash
scene lookin sexy shorty got a phat a*s(oh my God)
step up in the place everybody gettin wet
sweatin on the floor dancin like they havin sex
poppin champagne takin bottles to the neck(uh uh uh)
lookin at my jacob its about that time
suns comin up bout to close the blinds
this is how we do almost every day
now meet me upstairs wit courvosier

(1)

what is a party if it dont rock
we just gon proceed to make it hot
a yellow city party u know it dont stop
we gon rock X2

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