, reminds me of you, reminds me of you... [repeats] Yes, party people, we drop and feet go, some make your fist-pump, hands up and feet go Crazy, look at all
lie in bed (mony-mony, ooh, mony-mony) And the bass and drums Are pounding in your head (mony-mony, ooh, mony-mony) Who cares about sleep When you
in the flesh, well I'm fresh like produce Suckas never bite my stuff when they competin' It's just too raw for them to think about eatin' If y'all ain
deaths!" [Chorus:] Heyy! 2 Live Crew Boys with the bass! "You better know it!" [Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice] That's right y'all, you heard it 'cause we said
it out y'all Ch-ch-check it-ch-check it-check it out y'all Check it-check it-check it-check it-check it out y'all Check it out y'all Check it-check it
city When the amps are on, they'll take no pity 'Cause Ghetto has the style that has the girls jockin' When you talk about the system, all you say is
face, pump up the bass and join the human race I throw peace to the Bay Cause from the Jungle to Oaktown, they backin me up all the way You know you
a dirty game y'all Y'all got ta be careful about who you fuck with and who you don't fuck with Cause the shit get wild y'all Keep your mind on your
m smilin' about all the phone numbers I keep dialin' to tell everyone I hate that I love you. You'll shrug and you'll smile when you hear the good news about
: Bass guitar on my shoulder Thinkin? about nothing more that Punk rock playing in my head I hope the show?ll be glad Walking on the street to come
Can't forget my dogs in New Orleans Let's ride and ride it all day Hands down, shake up, we all up in the mix And it's about time we all break it down
P. that hate us in the mix huffing and puffing well all of that don't mean nothing no bluffing, we whilling, go carry on to criss styling all night we
mandolin in there (Mandolin solo) All right flat-top (Flap top solo) How 'bout of little pedal steel guitar (Steel guitar solo) Little of Bass n' drums now (Bass
y'all (freak freak y'all) A-freak freak y'all! Freak freak y'all - fifteen! (Ohh!) A yes yes y'all [Put them hands in the air, y'all!] [Yo, now put them
nah nah nah nah nah oh nah nah nah nah nah nah oh nah nah nah nah nah nah oh nah nah nah Chorus: It's all about Romie an him big fat sister Nyomi Di
get ahead Just jump into it Y'all hear about it the Peas'll do it Get started Get stupid Don't worry about it people we'll walk you through it Step
: Party All The Time Party All The Time Party All The Time Party All The Time If If We Could Party All Night And Sleep All Day And Throw All Of My Problems
make y'all feel it Make y'all feel it Make y'all wanna jam Fellas in the place just clap your hands Ladies in the house just grab a man We gonna make y'all
