Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song It's Time 2 Party, artist - EPMD. Album song Unfinished Business, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.1990
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Priority
Song language: English
It's Time 2 Party |
It’s time 2 party |
Now, that I got your attention again |
I want to party, party, party, party |
Get up, shake your butts, feel the rhythm of the cuts |
Walk around and strut, then a brother push up |
And start talkin', girls and boys are hawkin' |
EPMD is live from New York |
And now, I’m 'bout to rip house, straight up and jump |
Move your body as the bass pumps and thumps |
This jam is a crowd mover |
For the girl and the boy with the funky dope maneuver |
Or for a so called dancing machine |
'Cause this record is strictly for the club scene |
Get Off The Wall, this ain’t Michael Jackson |
It’s eighty-nine, it’s time for some action |
Like dips and dope back flips |
While the girlie’s are movin' and groovin' they hips |
Enough booty, you could be waxin' |
Instead you in the corner, maxin' and relaxin' |
Get up and move your body 'cause party people |
It’s time 2 party, it’s time 2 party |
It’s time 2 party, it’s time 2 party |
Yo P, break it down, yeah |
Uno, dos, tres, cuatro |
It’s time 2 party, it’s time 2 party |
Yo P, break it down, yeah |
It’s Friday night, no work' til Monday |
To top it off you just got paid |
So you step to the club, boys and girls are GQ |
Before you go in, you drink a brew or two |
Strobe light spinnin', people grinnin' |
You’re coolin' at the bar, drinkin' vodka and gin |
And your body gets warm, your adrenaline is flowin' |
People on the dance floor sweatin' and yellin' hoe |
And you see this fly cutie |
With crazy hips, plus a nice fine booty |
Your mind gets to scheamin', you start dreamin' |
The liquor starts talkin', you get more self esteem |
And you step to this lady, «May I have this dance?» |
Then she takes you in your arms and she grabs your hands |
And while the disc jockey’s yellin' get up, get up |
Get up, get up and on the dance floor |
The ladies are freakin' moves, you never seen before |
Cut up shirts, miniskirts, the whole works |
Squeakin' moves that make you squint and say |
«Damn that must hurt», stomachs are showin', aces blowin' |
And while you’re havin' fun, spendin' your dough |
And you reach into your pockets, you reach deeper |
And off goes your money beeper |
Which means you’re runnin' low on the dough |
So, you cool with the drinks and you limit your hoes |
You grab a seat in the corner and play low key |
Askin' yourself over and over, how you spent a G |
Don’t worry now, worry on Monday and get back on the dance floor |
It’s time 2 party, it’s time 2 party |
It’s time 2 party, it’s time 2 party |