Royce Uh, pull up to the club in a Porsche, not a Pinto While Marshall's at a white trash party, I'm at drama central I walk up in there looking at my
's new, word up [Ghostface Killah] I'm the Mighty Joe Young of rap Live off of mighty gold, tongue and yack Ya'll be amazed how I brought it back Two
here be futuristic This business so explicit The way I break it down for you bitches, it's so exquisite Let it go now front back watch me drop it like
fuck the crowd up, that's what I do Young and successful, a sex symbol The bitches want me to fuck them, true true Hold up, wait up, shorty "Oh what's up
can't get up Now check the cut, I stripped ya Now you can't strut, word up Bet ya man can't do it like that (Like that?) He can't work the middle 'Cause
get up out of your chair] That's right [And work your body down] Yeahhh... [No time to funk around, cause we gon....] Funk, you, right on up
squad without permission I started dissin', hopin' you listen Pay attention Fatheresly, the shadow leads you back to the hood You wanna switch up because some niggas stalked you up
man don't slip when you think you got backup looking for some help but ya boys just slacked up punked out, backed out way low headin' to the front do'
up to the ceiling and I just can't explain the feeling Fellas, put your grands up Ladies, put your hands up We sipping Jimmy Neutron, player, and I can barely stand up
door opened, damn it was my cousin Getting offa work dressed up no lie Tux cummerbund and a black bow tie I was like hey, "Who is it", me "Oh what's up
up sales Forty karat locked in, bowtie, chillin' at the Democrat party Yo, Chef, your coat, got it poppin' Coming soon, Purple Tape, circle up the city
club fucked up Come on down and say what's up? Don't front 'cause I ain't buzzed Johnny's here to fuck you up, J-Dog pass the 40 up You know I'll be
Uh, pull up to the club in a Porsche, not a Pinto While Marshall's at a white trash party, I'm at drama central I walk up in there looking at my phone
the business? The business The ups and downs with the hoes, the business Always gettin' fronted on at shows, the business People gotta stick their nose in the business
poppin tonight tho [Chorus:] Its a party over here, party party over here, party party over here, party party party over here, said get ya mink up,
knock the curtains down I fuck the crowd up, that's what I do Young and successful, a sex symbol The bitches want me to fuck 'em, true true Hold up, wait up
squad without permition. I started dissin, hopin you listen. pay attention. Fatheresly. the shadow leads you back to the hood. You wanna switch up because some niggas stalked you up
