Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Where The Party At?, artist - Jagged Edge. Date of issue: 31.01.2011
Song language: English
Where The Party At? |
| June’s Diary |
| Y’all ready to get lit |
| Ha ha |
| Just put your hands up, throw 'em up |
| Left side, just put your hands up, throw 'em up |
| Everybody, put your hands up, throw 'em up |
| When the beat come back around e’rybody |
| Uh ooooooooooooh |
| (uh oh oh oh) |
| Uh ooooooooooooh |
| (uh oh oh oh) |
| Uh ooooooooooooh |
| (uh oh oh oh) |
| Uh ooooooooooooh |
| Don’t be trippin when you see us in the club |
| Just show a little love, represent your side like me |
| Cause 'round here if you slick pick a hot one |
| Ride shotgun, couple of 'em got one |
| Belvedere in the rear of the club |
| Pulled up on dubs yeah we 'bout to go and buy the bar up |
| JD so for sure we ain’t playin |
| Hang with no lames, hit the park and sayin… |
| Ay, where the party at? |
| (Where the party at) |
| Girls is on the way, where the Bacardi at? |
| (Barcardi at yeah) |
| Bottles and models, talkin all a that (All a that) |
| Know I can’t forget about my thugs (Forget about my thugs) |
| Where the party at? |
| And all my girls (and all my girls) |
| Where the party at? |
| Off in the club |
| Where the party at? |
| If the party’s where you’re at let me hear you say |
| Uh ooooooooooooh |
| Uh oh oh oh |
| Uh ooooooooooooh |
| Uh oh oh oh |
| Uh ooooooooooooh |
| Uh oh oh oh |
| Uh ooooooooooooh |
| If the party’s where you’re at just let me know |
| All the girls in the club in they best outfits |
| Just showin that skin, tryna' make these niggas wanna spit |
| Where you been boy? |
| (oh oh) You and your friend (oh oh oh oh) |
| Need to come to the back where we got it locked down |
| (Got it locked down) |
| In your white t-shirt or a three-piece suit |
| Don’t matter what you wear all that matters is who you with |
| Some jiggy and some are straight grindin |
| All up in the club just to have a good time |
| OHH OH OH |
| Ay, where the party at? |
| Girls is on the way, where the Bacardi at? |
| (Girls is on the way where the bacardi) |
| Bottles and models, talkin all a that |
| (Bottles and models talkin all a that) |
| Know I can’t forget about my thugs |
| (Bout my THUGS) |
| Where the party at? |
| And all my girls |
| (And all my girls) |
| Where the party at? |
| Off in the club |
| (Off in the cluuu-u-ub) |
| Where the party at? |
| If the party’s where you’re at let me hear you say |
| Uh ooooooooooooh |
| Uh oh oh oh |
| Uh ooooooooooooh |
| Uh oh oh oh |
| Uh ooooooooooooh |
| Uh oh oh oh |
| Uh ooooooooooooh |
| If the party’s where you’re at just let me know |
| Just show me where that party at dirty |
| Somewhere where it’s crackin right around one-thirty |
| Never get done too early |
| Come in as is, doo-rags and Tims |
| I’m rollin past his, his little Jag and Benz |
| With the rolls, not the one with the stem, the one with the rims |
| The one that seem to make more enemies than friends |
| I’m slidin in past doors, both eyes closed |
| Both arms rose, both charms froze |
| With the JD JD SQUA SQUAD till death |
| Buyin bottles, bottles, until it ain’t none left |
| I’m quick to go left, I blaze with no rep |
| We jams more than them, baby show me the club |
| I’m like «hey, where that Bacardi at?» |
| Come and mix it with the Cris', baby, what’s wrong with that? |
| We in the V.I.P. |
| twisted, down right spliffed it |
| Two way and shit, actin like they missed it (missed it) |
| Ay, where the party at? |
| Girls is on the way, where the Bacardi at? |
| Bottles and models, talkin all a that |
| Know I can’t forget about my thugs |
| Where the party at? |
| And all my girls |
| Where the party at? |
| Off in the club |
| Where the party at? |
| If the party’s where you’re at let me hear you say |
| Uh ooooooooooooh |
| Uh oh oh oh |
| Uh ooooooooooooh |
| Uh oh oh oh |
| Uh ooooooooooooh |
| Uh oh oh oh |
| Uh ooooooooooooh |
| If the party’s where you’re at just let me know |
| (Just let me know) |
| Just put your hands up, throw 'em up |
| Right side, just put your hands up, throw 'em up |
| Everybody, put your hands up, throw 'em up |
| When the beat come back do do it do do it again |
| Eastside run this mutha for ya? |
| (Hell yeah) |
| Do my southside run this mutha for ya? |
| (Hell yeah) |
| And them haters ain’t hittin on, ain’t talkin 'bout us |
| And they look like |
| If the party’s where you’re at let me hear you say |