Where The Party At

by David Demaria

Verse 1:
Dont be trippin' when you see us in the club
Just show a lil love
Represent your side like me
Cause around here if you slip you catch a hot one
Run shot gun
Couple of them got one
Belvedere in the rear of the club
Pull up on dubs
We about to go buy the bar up
So fo sure, we ain't playin'
hang with no lames walk and sayin'
hook:
Where the party at?
Girls is on their way
Where that Bacardi at?
Bottles and models talkin all of that
You know I can't forget about
My thugs (where the party at?)
And all my girls (where the party at?)
Up in the club (wher the party at?)
If the party's where you're at let me hear ya say
ooh oh....
Verse 2:
All the girls in the club in their best outfits
Just showin their skin
Tryin to make a nigga wanna spit
Where you been girl?
You and your friends need to come to the back
Where we got it locked down
Could be a white T-shirt or a 3 piece suit
Don't matter what you wear
All it matters is who you with
Some jiggy
Even some straight grimmey
All up in the club just to have a good time
Hook
Nelly:
Je
Nelly
Can you show me where that party at dirty?
Somewhere where it's crackin right around 1:30
Come as is
Do rags and timbs
I'm rollin past his
This lil Jag and Benz
With the rose
Not the one with the stem
The one with the rims
The one that seems to make more enemies than friends
I'm slidin
Past those
Both eyes closed
Both arms froze
Both charms froze
With that S O S O
D E dot F
We buyin bottles bottles
Till there ain't none left
I'm quick to go left
Blaze with no ref
I jams more than Def
Baby show me the club
I'm like Hey where that Bacardi at?
Mix it with the cris baby what's wrong with that?
We in the VIP Twisted
Down right splifted
Two way
Mad like you missed it
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