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Artist : Nelly feat. Jagged EdgeSong Titel : Where the party atAlbum : Unbekannt-------------------------------------------------------------------[Jermaine Dupri]Come on, come onYeah, come onYeah, come on[Nelly] (Jagged Edge)Uh-oh (Oh, oh, oh, oh)Uh-oh (Oh, oh, oh, oh)Uh-oh (Oh, oh, oh, oh)Uh-oh (If the party's where you're atThen let me know)[Jagged Edge]See, don't be trippin' when you see us in the clubJust show a little loveRepresent your side like meCause 'round here if you slip,You catch a hot oneRide shotgun, couple of them got oneBelvedere in the rear of the clubPulled up on DubsAnd we 'bout to go and buy the bar upSo so, fo' sure we ain't playin'Hang with no lames, if you bumpin', say it:CHORUS:Hey, where the party at?Girls is on the way, where the Bacardi at?Bottles and models, talkin' all of thatYou know I can't forget about my thugs(Where the party at?)And all my girls(Where the party at?)Up in the club(Where the party at?)If the party's where you're atLet me hear you say:Uh-oh (oh, oh, oh, oh)Uh-oh (oh, oh, oh, oh)Uh-oh (oh, oh, oh, oh)Uh-oh (If the party's where you're atThen let me know)All the girls in the club in their best outfitJust showin' that skin,Tryin' ta make a nigga wanna spendWhere you been girl?You and your friends need to come to the backWhere we got it locked down atIn your white t-shirt or a three piece suitDon't matter what you wearAll that matters is who you withSome jiggy and some straight grindin'All up in the club just to have a good time-CHORUS-[Nelly]Now can you show me where that party at, dirty?Somewhere where it's crackin' right around 1:30Never get there too earlyComin' as is,Do-rags and TimbsI'm rollin' past this, this little Jagged BenzWith the rolls, not the one with the stemThe one with the rimsThe one that seem to make more enemies than friendsI'm slidin' in past 'bowsBoth eyes closed,With both arms froze, both charms roseWith that S-O, S-O, D-E dot F (So So Def)We buyin' bottles bottles, until there ain't none leftI'm quick to go left, I plays with no refI jams more than Def, baby show me the clubI'm like, "Hey, where that Bacardi at?"Come and mix it with the CrisBaby, what's wrong with that?We in the VIP twisted, down right spiffyTwo-way (fuckin wit') a nigga like you listenin'-CHORUS-[Jagged Edge]Come on, left side just put your hands upThrow 'em upRight side just put your hands upThrow 'em upEverybody put your hands upThrow 'em upWhen the beat come back aroundEverybody do it againDo the Eastside run this mother for ya?Hell yeah!Do my Southside run this mother for ya?Hell yeah!And them haters can't hit noAin't talkin' bout nothin'And they look likeIf the party's where you're atLet me hear you say.. [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]