"I've Changed My Address"
An invitation came my way
Knowing it's dangerous to follow
That girl in her Sunday suit
Would have forbidden it
But since those days
I've changed my address
I sit alone and drink it in
Practicing blowing up smoke rings
I learned of the sadness
The beauty and bitterness
But since those days
I've changed everything
And sometimes they would light it up
I ran my hands down silent keys
For secrets like these
And ever since
They turn up on my fingerprints
I'm driving back across the bridge
Red light is hitting the rear view
And he'll wonder whether
Blonde hair cascades on black leather
Since then I've changed my address
Accessory after the fact
I walked back in where I started
The bar plays the sports news
To drown out the old ghosts that I knew
Oh well, I've changed my address
And as I departed
I only took what I needed
I guess I've changed my address
BUTCH WALKER LYRICS - When Canyons Ruled The City
"When Canyons Ruled The City"
Laurel was a girl i knew,
Made of dirt and stone
Pretty hip in younger times,
Now she sits alone
With a hundred thousand,
Beat up architectural disasters
She calls homes
Beverly glen was pretty
All the rich boys loved her curves
She tried to get the credit sometimes
More than she deserved
Like those cheesy 80's movies
She epitomized all things
We'd come to know
Beachwood was a boheme
From the sexy 60's scene
Grew up east of w. hollywood
And somewhere in between
All the madness laurel puts up with, but
Somehow always tolerates a scene
Nicols had a lot in common
With performing arts
A and r guys having cookouts
On her back with super stars
But she had some nasty habits and some
Roadwork to repair this drama queen
Sometimes beachwood yelled at laurel
On the terms of selling out
Then laurel yelled at beverly
For not knowing what life's about
With her trust fund friends and family,
It felt just like an earthquake
When she'd shout
And silverlake just stood there
With her nose up in the air
Pushing up her horn rimmed glasses saying,
I dont fucking care
Bout the drama all you idiots are buying,
Selling, leasing, up there
San fernando was a struggling actor
Drove a deli truck to the sets of porno
Movies, just trying to make a buck
While his pilot sits in escrow, he dreams of
Dating beverly one day
Laurel was a girl i knew,
Made of dirt and stone
Pretty hip in younger times,
Now she sits alone
With a hundred thousand,
Beat up architectural disasters
She calls homes
Beverly glen was pretty
All the rich boys loved her curves
She tried to get the credit sometimes
More than she deserved
Like those cheesy 80's movies
She epitomized all things
We'd come to know
Beachwood was a boheme
From the sexy 60's scene
Grew up east of w. hollywood
And somewhere in between
All the madness laurel puts up with, but
Somehow always tolerates a scene
Nicols had a lot in common
With performing arts
A and r guys having cookouts
On her back with super stars
But she had some nasty habits and some
Roadwork to repair this drama queen
Sometimes beachwood yelled at laurel
On the terms of selling out
Then laurel yelled at beverly
For not knowing what life's about
With her trust fund friends and family,
It felt just like an earthquake
When she'd shout
And silverlake just stood there
With her nose up in the air
Pushing up her horn rimmed glasses saying,
I dont fucking care
Bout the drama all you idiots are buying,
Selling, leasing, up there
San fernando was a struggling actor
Drove a deli truck to the sets of porno
Movies, just trying to make a buck
While his pilot sits in escrow, he dreams of
Dating beverly one day
ICP (INSANE CLOWN POSSE) LYRICS - Graveyard
"Graveyard"
I C P the wicked clowns and Project Born
Serial Slaughtering motherfuckers in the graveyard
Tick to the motherfuckin tock
Nigga the click from Project Born and ICP are here to rock
Nigga trippin in the graveyard
Just don't try to play hard
It will be your ass up on the block
Up on the block when I start pullin cards
Cuz J will be the barrier
2 Dope will be the carrier
And Project Born is wworn to put a bullet in your derriere
It's time to wake the dead and dead and move
And then they woke up a lot of souls
And hope to hell with the Nitty folk
Cuz I be dreamin I'm dead and gone
And on the fucken tooth I miss
Mr. Nitty 74 to 94 took two to the head
Tryin to be hard to get you there
A nine milla mil will put you there
Punk ass nigga do your hair six motherfuckers will carry you there
It'll side your fate, if I'm movin I be hurtin ya
I'm puttin on way to much drinks so it is curtains for ya
Bitches I'm a blast and the bitches are never after
These punk ass thinks he's tryin to throw the casket
on the masta, I'm fasta
You should of tried to beat me to the ticker yo
I don't give a fuck if Mr. Nitty bein hoe
Don't risk your neck from the brother on the boulevard
G-r-a-v-e-y-a-r-d bitch it's the graveyard
Stop into the graveyard been chillen here for days
Workin the graveyard shift diggen up all the graves
Sellin all the stiff to the Dead Body Man
One came back to life so then I began to ran
The decrepit motherfucker was followin right behind
I don't know what to do, I think I'm losin my mind
Right then the corpse came jumpin out a tree
Way out a tree, and fallin on top of me
Back on my feet, a zombie in my face
Put my hands around his neck and tried to put it in a brace
But a nope, that's not how the shit goes
His head poped off and started nibblin on my toes
I got dead bodies to the right
I got dead bodies to the left
I done took care of one, but what about the rest?
Tie me up with some veins draggin me into the tomb
I knew I had to be doomed
Cause I can hear the loons in my head
Clear as day, echoin through my brain
Tellin me somthin's wrong then I felt the pain
It was nockin down my flesh by the pound
But that's what happens
when you be fuckin around in the graveyard, dawg
Come to the graveyard now you see what's goin on
You scarder then a motherfucker shouldn't of brought your ass along
It ain't no place to hide, and it ain't no place to run
And plus I pack a bible, a shovel, and a shot gun
Don't you point your finger though ICP don't ride a hearse
You think it's over now, but now it's gonna get much worse
Deadly hows I play the game, nothin else can fuck with that
See you wanna don't know what you got, you better duck with that
The dead will come alive and decapitate your fuckin head
Now I gotta wake the dead, sleepin on the death bed
Mr. Nitty gonna dig a ditch, to you and your fuckin bitch
I'm stealin for the broken hoe
Suck on my dick you rich hoe
Your daddy got a job and he treat me like a bum
But I'm a let his ass know, he can come and get some
And he ain't mean shit to me, comin from the PJP
The Project Born assassin but you best be watchin me
Cause I'm diggin graves, graves is what I'm diggin
I can't believe this shit, this niggas still liven
So why you gonna play hard? Brother blow your hole card
And I'll go slap your ass with the shovel in the graveyard
My name is Violent J and I be sleeping in a coffin
Deep underground, never to be found
Then my body rots as I'm sleepin in peace
Cuz nobody dares to ever wake the deceist
But who is this motherfucker knockin at my tomb?
Disturbin the worms that are tryin to consume, my body
It better be somebody worthy, bastard
Oh, he he, it's the Ringmaster
Givin me orders to awake from the dead
My body is decayed I need to find a new head
And a new leg, but then I'll be straight
To crawl from the dirt, and put in some work
One o'clock one thirty, two in the morning
Wicked Clowns ICP and Project Borning
At the graveyard I got the whole wide world in my hands
Cuz I'm the Dead Body Man
Wicked, Wicked Jokers, Wicked Jokers, Wicked Fun
Eiffel eye and T and Southwest become one
And in the name of the dead you got dealt yet another joker card
Straight from the graveyard [repeat]
I C P the wicked clowns and Project Born
Serial Slaughtering motherfuckers in the graveyard
Tick to the motherfuckin tock
Nigga the click from Project Born and ICP are here to rock
Nigga trippin in the graveyard
Just don't try to play hard
It will be your ass up on the block
Up on the block when I start pullin cards
Cuz J will be the barrier
2 Dope will be the carrier
And Project Born is wworn to put a bullet in your derriere
It's time to wake the dead and dead and move
And then they woke up a lot of souls
And hope to hell with the Nitty folk
Cuz I be dreamin I'm dead and gone
And on the fucken tooth I miss
Mr. Nitty 74 to 94 took two to the head
Tryin to be hard to get you there
A nine milla mil will put you there
Punk ass nigga do your hair six motherfuckers will carry you there
It'll side your fate, if I'm movin I be hurtin ya
I'm puttin on way to much drinks so it is curtains for ya
Bitches I'm a blast and the bitches are never after
These punk ass thinks he's tryin to throw the casket
on the masta, I'm fasta
You should of tried to beat me to the ticker yo
I don't give a fuck if Mr. Nitty bein hoe
Don't risk your neck from the brother on the boulevard
G-r-a-v-e-y-a-r-d bitch it's the graveyard
Stop into the graveyard been chillen here for days
Workin the graveyard shift diggen up all the graves
Sellin all the stiff to the Dead Body Man
One came back to life so then I began to ran
The decrepit motherfucker was followin right behind
I don't know what to do, I think I'm losin my mind
Right then the corpse came jumpin out a tree
Way out a tree, and fallin on top of me
Back on my feet, a zombie in my face
Put my hands around his neck and tried to put it in a brace
But a nope, that's not how the shit goes
His head poped off and started nibblin on my toes
I got dead bodies to the right
I got dead bodies to the left
I done took care of one, but what about the rest?
Tie me up with some veins draggin me into the tomb
I knew I had to be doomed
Cause I can hear the loons in my head
Clear as day, echoin through my brain
Tellin me somthin's wrong then I felt the pain
It was nockin down my flesh by the pound
But that's what happens
when you be fuckin around in the graveyard, dawg
Come to the graveyard now you see what's goin on
You scarder then a motherfucker shouldn't of brought your ass along
It ain't no place to hide, and it ain't no place to run
And plus I pack a bible, a shovel, and a shot gun
Don't you point your finger though ICP don't ride a hearse
You think it's over now, but now it's gonna get much worse
Deadly hows I play the game, nothin else can fuck with that
See you wanna don't know what you got, you better duck with that
The dead will come alive and decapitate your fuckin head
Now I gotta wake the dead, sleepin on the death bed
Mr. Nitty gonna dig a ditch, to you and your fuckin bitch
I'm stealin for the broken hoe
Suck on my dick you rich hoe
Your daddy got a job and he treat me like a bum
But I'm a let his ass know, he can come and get some
And he ain't mean shit to me, comin from the PJP
The Project Born assassin but you best be watchin me
Cause I'm diggin graves, graves is what I'm diggin
I can't believe this shit, this niggas still liven
So why you gonna play hard? Brother blow your hole card
And I'll go slap your ass with the shovel in the graveyard
My name is Violent J and I be sleeping in a coffin
Deep underground, never to be found
Then my body rots as I'm sleepin in peace
Cuz nobody dares to ever wake the deceist
But who is this motherfucker knockin at my tomb?
Disturbin the worms that are tryin to consume, my body
It better be somebody worthy, bastard
Oh, he he, it's the Ringmaster
Givin me orders to awake from the dead
My body is decayed I need to find a new head
And a new leg, but then I'll be straight
To crawl from the dirt, and put in some work
One o'clock one thirty, two in the morning
Wicked Clowns ICP and Project Borning
At the graveyard I got the whole wide world in my hands
Cuz I'm the Dead Body Man
Wicked, Wicked Jokers, Wicked Jokers, Wicked Fun
Eiffel eye and T and Southwest become one
And in the name of the dead you got dealt yet another joker card
Straight from the graveyard [repeat]
BRIAN MCKNIGHT LYRICS - (There's No Place Like) Home For The Holidays
"(There's No Place Like) Home For The Holidays"
I can feel it in the air
Christmas time is coming
Family and friends have drawn near
Joy to the world
As heaven and nature sing
Hearts are filled with happiness and cheer
Oh, grandma's in the kitchen
The aroma fills each room
Children making angels in the snow
And in the midst of silent night
Holy night and everything
There's one thing that I have come to know
There's no place like home for the holidays
Everybody's singing, yeah, yeah
There's no place like home for the holidays
Everybody's singing, yeah, yeah
Presents underneath the tree
I think there might be one for me
Little children everywhere
Their looking for reindeer in the air
I hear a knocking at the door
'Tis the season more and more
As we celebrate the birthday of our lord
Oh, grandma's in the kitchen
The aroma fills each room
Children making angels in the snow
In the midst of silent night, holy night, and everything
There's one thing that I have come to know
There's no place like home for the holidays
Everybody's singing, yeah, yeah
There's no place like home for the holidays
Everybody's singing, yeah, yeah
The old ones know, the young ones know
Look at all the faces
It's good enough to make you cry
So good to be alive
There's no place like home for the holidays
Everybody's singing, yeah, yeah
There's no place like home for the holidays
Everybody's singing, yeah, yeah
I can feel it in the air
Christmas time is coming
Family and friends have drawn near
Joy to the world
As heaven and nature sing
Hearts are filled with happiness and cheer
Oh, grandma's in the kitchen
The aroma fills each room
Children making angels in the snow
And in the midst of silent night
Holy night and everything
There's one thing that I have come to know
There's no place like home for the holidays
Everybody's singing, yeah, yeah
There's no place like home for the holidays
Everybody's singing, yeah, yeah
Presents underneath the tree
I think there might be one for me
Little children everywhere
Their looking for reindeer in the air
I hear a knocking at the door
'Tis the season more and more
As we celebrate the birthday of our lord
Oh, grandma's in the kitchen
The aroma fills each room
Children making angels in the snow
In the midst of silent night, holy night, and everything
There's one thing that I have come to know
There's no place like home for the holidays
Everybody's singing, yeah, yeah
There's no place like home for the holidays
Everybody's singing, yeah, yeah
The old ones know, the young ones know
Look at all the faces
It's good enough to make you cry
So good to be alive
There's no place like home for the holidays
Everybody's singing, yeah, yeah
There's no place like home for the holidays
Everybody's singing, yeah, yeah
RAKIM & KEN-Y LYRICS - Sacarte De Mi Mente
"Sacarte De Mi Mente"
(feat. Nicky Jam)
Siempre que te veo yo enloquesco
trato de no pensar en ti no puedo
como hacer para poder sacarte de mi mente
trato de borrar todos los recuerdos
miro a todos lados y ahi te veo
como hacer para poder sacarte de mi mente
(Nicky Jam You)
Dimelo tu como hacer
como borrar de mi el ayer
dimelo tu como olvidar
que fuiste mia y ya no lo seras...
(no lo seras...)
No es facil vivir en esta guerra
del corazon ma` y de la conciencia
en la que ni se olvida y el otro pide pasiencia
no aguanto las ganas de amarte porfavor regresa
por ahi comentan que ella raya la locura
es que eres tu causante de mi amargura
que ando loco sin grupirme la tadura
he pedido los sentidos
he perdido coldura
Dimelo tu como hacer
como borrar de mi el ayer
dimelo tu como olvidar
que fuiste mia y ya no lo seras
(no lo seras...)
(Dice)
Como olvidar esa forma he besar
ma? tu te fuiste y yo no puedo pensar
voy pa? la calle y no me siento normal
porque te fuiste con aquel animal
no se cuanto tiempo tengo que esperar
pa? tar contigo y ocupar el lugar
que aquel no pudo yo no vengo ha jugar
yo si te quiero el te va maltratar
Siempre que te veo yo enloquesco
trato de no pensar en ti y no puedo
como hacer para poder sacarte de mi mente
trato de borrar todos los recuerdos
miro ha todos lados y ahy te veo
como hacer para poder sacarte de mi mente
(Nicky Jam You)
Dimelo tu como hacer
como borrar de mi el ayer
dimelo tu como olvidar
que fuiste mia y ya no lo seras...
Este Nicky Jam una vez mas
Con Rakim y Ken-y
En Master Piece
(no lo seras...)
Te habla el campitan del nuevo trim tin
Quien vio
Ya tu sabes como va
Pina recors
Rakim y Ken-y
Master piece
You master piece
You para mi gente de republica dominicama
Pa? mi morena
Pa? mi boricua
Pá los new yorxes
Nuestra obra maestra
Ya tu sabes como va
Nicky Jam.... You
(feat. Nicky Jam)
Siempre que te veo yo enloquesco
trato de no pensar en ti no puedo
como hacer para poder sacarte de mi mente
trato de borrar todos los recuerdos
miro a todos lados y ahi te veo
como hacer para poder sacarte de mi mente
(Nicky Jam You)
Dimelo tu como hacer
como borrar de mi el ayer
dimelo tu como olvidar
que fuiste mia y ya no lo seras...
(no lo seras...)
No es facil vivir en esta guerra
del corazon ma` y de la conciencia
en la que ni se olvida y el otro pide pasiencia
no aguanto las ganas de amarte porfavor regresa
por ahi comentan que ella raya la locura
es que eres tu causante de mi amargura
que ando loco sin grupirme la tadura
he pedido los sentidos
he perdido coldura
Dimelo tu como hacer
como borrar de mi el ayer
dimelo tu como olvidar
que fuiste mia y ya no lo seras
(no lo seras...)
(Dice)
Como olvidar esa forma he besar
ma? tu te fuiste y yo no puedo pensar
voy pa? la calle y no me siento normal
porque te fuiste con aquel animal
no se cuanto tiempo tengo que esperar
pa? tar contigo y ocupar el lugar
que aquel no pudo yo no vengo ha jugar
yo si te quiero el te va maltratar
Siempre que te veo yo enloquesco
trato de no pensar en ti y no puedo
como hacer para poder sacarte de mi mente
trato de borrar todos los recuerdos
miro ha todos lados y ahy te veo
como hacer para poder sacarte de mi mente
(Nicky Jam You)
Dimelo tu como hacer
como borrar de mi el ayer
dimelo tu como olvidar
que fuiste mia y ya no lo seras...
Este Nicky Jam una vez mas
Con Rakim y Ken-y
En Master Piece
(no lo seras...)
Te habla el campitan del nuevo trim tin
Quien vio
Ya tu sabes como va
Pina recors
Rakim y Ken-y
Master piece
You master piece
You para mi gente de republica dominicama
Pa? mi morena
Pa? mi boricua
Pá los new yorxes
Nuestra obra maestra
Ya tu sabes como va
Nicky Jam.... You
BEN HARPER LYRICS - Ashes
"Ashes"
Ashes to ashes
and dust to dust
that's what has become
of our love and trust
Love has no direction
cause love has no aim
love can leave you
as fast as she came
Meeting is such sweet sorrow
cause someday we may have to part
hush don't you make a sound
you're gonna let me down
Good things come
to those who wait
but good things are gone
from those who are late
All that I am
is all I can give
but with or without you
my life I must live
Meeting is such sweet sorrow
cause someday we may have to part
hush don't you make a sound
you're gonna let me down
Living ain't easy
since you've been gone
no one else can please me
or make me feel home
Forgetting ain't easy
you stay on my mind
thoughts of us haunt me
can't leave them behind
Ashes to ashes
and dust to dust
that's what has become
of our love and trust
Love has no direction
cause love has no aim
love can leave you
as fast as she came
Meeting is such sweet sorrow
cause someday we may have to part
hush don't you make a sound
you're gonna let me down
Good things come
to those who wait
but good things are gone
from those who are late
All that I am
is all I can give
but with or without you
my life I must live
Meeting is such sweet sorrow
cause someday we may have to part
hush don't you make a sound
you're gonna let me down
Living ain't easy
since you've been gone
no one else can please me
or make me feel home
Forgetting ain't easy
you stay on my mind
thoughts of us haunt me
can't leave them behind
SNOOP DOGG LYRICS - Life Of Da Party
"Life Of Da Party"
(feat. Too Short, Mistah F. A.B.)
[Mistah F. A.B.]
Hey look I'm only in town for a night
And when I pull up man the crowd get hyped
And everybody love me, the browns to the whites
You live like a movie but a movie my life
[Chorus]
I'm the life of the party
(Every time I show up)
I'm the life of the party
(Every time I blow up)
I'm the life of the party
(Every time I show up)
I'm the life of the party
(Every time I blow up)
[Mistah F. A.B.]
Now go and roll up the Swisher
But don't drink all my liquor
You know it's all good my nigga
Give me one second, I'll pose for your picture
Like cheese, cheese, cheese, cheese, cheese, cheese
Now everybody just freeze, freeze, freeze, freeze
Now DJ bring the music please
[Too $hort]
I'm the life of the party
It don't take much, for me to get started
Every time you see me, I'm with a bunch of girls
Straight to the table, in my own world
The ballplayers know me, movie stars too
See my homie Snoop, we doin' what we do
Don't matter where we at, Miami or Vegas
Every time you ask me, yeah I'm a player
(Beotch) Cause I'm the life of the party
I got ten bad bitches, actin' retarded
I'm tryin' to meet a few new ones
What's up with you girl, maybe we can do somethin'
Do you drink, do you smoke?
I could tell by your purse and your shoes you ain't broke
Hang with me, the first thing you do is get stuck
Take you somewhere, later on you'll get fucked, beotch!
[Mistah F. A.B.]
Hey look I'm only in town for a night
And when I pull up man the crowd get hyped
And everybody love me, the browns to the whites
You live like a movie but a movie my life
[Chorus]
I'm the life of the party
(Every time I show up)
I'm the life of the party
(Every time I blow up)
I'm the life of the party
(Every time I show up)
I'm the life of the party
(Every time I blow up)
[Mistah F. A.B.]
Now go and roll up the Swisher
But don't drink all my liquor
You know it's all good my nigga
Give me one second, I'll pose for your picture
Like cheese, cheese, cheese, cheese, cheese, cheese
Now everybody just freeze, freeze, freeze, freeze
Now DJ bring the music please
[Snoop Dogg]
I've been trappin' all day, gettin' paper
Headed to the club in my brand new scaper
Gators on my feet, money in my pocket
I gotta do a show so you know I'm bout to rock it
See my homie $hort, layin' low-key
I strolled over to him, and passed him the bleezy
Dogg y Dog, anything goes
Snappin' my fingers, crackin' at some hoes
What do ya know, I'm in The A gettin' play all day
A lot of y'all wanna ball and try to walk this way
Y'all want that shine-shine but that's all mine
I'm bonafied, qualified to have a hot damn time
Now listen, get the picture, and take a picture of me quick
See 'cause tomorrow I got a new city that I'm gon' hit
A double whammy, right before I do the Grammy's
I do a show with Puff Daddy way out in South Miami
[Mistah F. A.B.]
Hey look I'm only in town for a night
And when I pull up man the crowd get hyped
And everybody love me, the browns to the whites
You live like a movie but a movie my life
[Chorus]
I'm the life of the party
(Every time I show up)
I'm the life of the party
(Every time I blow up)
I'm the life of the party
(Every time I show up)
I'm the life of the party
(Every time I blow up)
[Mistah F. A.B.]
Now go and roll up the Swisher
But don't drink all my liquor
You know it's all good my nigga
Give me one second, I'll pose for your picture
Like cheese, cheese, cheese, cheese, cheese, cheese
Now everybody just freeze, freeze, freeze, freeze
Now DJ bring the music please
[Outro: Too $hort]
Count 'em man... there's about 12, 13, 14 bad bitches
It's me, two of my homies... drinkin', we smokin'
I see all the ballers in the house, what's up mayne?
They doin' it big over there too, but you know mayne
If I wasn't here, it wouldn't be the same
Cause I'm the life of the party baby
I hope you feel the same way about yourself, beotch!
(feat. Too Short, Mistah F. A.B.)
[Mistah F. A.B.]
Hey look I'm only in town for a night
And when I pull up man the crowd get hyped
And everybody love me, the browns to the whites
You live like a movie but a movie my life
[Chorus]
I'm the life of the party
(Every time I show up)
I'm the life of the party
(Every time I blow up)
I'm the life of the party
(Every time I show up)
I'm the life of the party
(Every time I blow up)
[Mistah F. A.B.]
Now go and roll up the Swisher
But don't drink all my liquor
You know it's all good my nigga
Give me one second, I'll pose for your picture
Like cheese, cheese, cheese, cheese, cheese, cheese
Now everybody just freeze, freeze, freeze, freeze
Now DJ bring the music please
[Too $hort]
I'm the life of the party
It don't take much, for me to get started
Every time you see me, I'm with a bunch of girls
Straight to the table, in my own world
The ballplayers know me, movie stars too
See my homie Snoop, we doin' what we do
Don't matter where we at, Miami or Vegas
Every time you ask me, yeah I'm a player
(Beotch) Cause I'm the life of the party
I got ten bad bitches, actin' retarded
I'm tryin' to meet a few new ones
What's up with you girl, maybe we can do somethin'
Do you drink, do you smoke?
I could tell by your purse and your shoes you ain't broke
Hang with me, the first thing you do is get stuck
Take you somewhere, later on you'll get fucked, beotch!
[Mistah F. A.B.]
Hey look I'm only in town for a night
And when I pull up man the crowd get hyped
And everybody love me, the browns to the whites
You live like a movie but a movie my life
[Chorus]
I'm the life of the party
(Every time I show up)
I'm the life of the party
(Every time I blow up)
I'm the life of the party
(Every time I show up)
I'm the life of the party
(Every time I blow up)
[Mistah F. A.B.]
Now go and roll up the Swisher
But don't drink all my liquor
You know it's all good my nigga
Give me one second, I'll pose for your picture
Like cheese, cheese, cheese, cheese, cheese, cheese
Now everybody just freeze, freeze, freeze, freeze
Now DJ bring the music please
[Snoop Dogg]
I've been trappin' all day, gettin' paper
Headed to the club in my brand new scaper
Gators on my feet, money in my pocket
I gotta do a show so you know I'm bout to rock it
See my homie $hort, layin' low-key
I strolled over to him, and passed him the bleezy
Dogg y Dog, anything goes
Snappin' my fingers, crackin' at some hoes
What do ya know, I'm in The A gettin' play all day
A lot of y'all wanna ball and try to walk this way
Y'all want that shine-shine but that's all mine
I'm bonafied, qualified to have a hot damn time
Now listen, get the picture, and take a picture of me quick
See 'cause tomorrow I got a new city that I'm gon' hit
A double whammy, right before I do the Grammy's
I do a show with Puff Daddy way out in South Miami
[Mistah F. A.B.]
Hey look I'm only in town for a night
And when I pull up man the crowd get hyped
And everybody love me, the browns to the whites
You live like a movie but a movie my life
[Chorus]
I'm the life of the party
(Every time I show up)
I'm the life of the party
(Every time I blow up)
I'm the life of the party
(Every time I show up)
I'm the life of the party
(Every time I blow up)
[Mistah F. A.B.]
Now go and roll up the Swisher
But don't drink all my liquor
You know it's all good my nigga
Give me one second, I'll pose for your picture
Like cheese, cheese, cheese, cheese, cheese, cheese
Now everybody just freeze, freeze, freeze, freeze
Now DJ bring the music please
[Outro: Too $hort]
Count 'em man... there's about 12, 13, 14 bad bitches
It's me, two of my homies... drinkin', we smokin'
I see all the ballers in the house, what's up mayne?
They doin' it big over there too, but you know mayne
If I wasn't here, it wouldn't be the same
Cause I'm the life of the party baby
I hope you feel the same way about yourself, beotch!
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