| Mmmm, mmmm
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| Oh oh, oh oh
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| Mmmm yeah, oh yeah
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| Mmmm, oh oh
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| Chorus (Inaya Day)
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| There’s a party goin' on in my hotel room
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| And you’re invited, all you got to do is show up x2
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| Now we done left the venue 'coz the show was done
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| Before we hit the hotel, make a quick run
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| To get the Martel to add to the fun, meet me at suite room 151
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| BYOB, we about to kick it off
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| Remember that party last year in the loft?
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| This’ll be better 'coz we bigger now
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| Got mo' figures now, fit in mo' niggas now
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| I got about 30 of the finest
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| Ready to get flirty and down right do-dirty
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| We got twister the dots mean a lot
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| When you flip the dial end up with a face in your twot
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| Stop yappin' at the DJ, that ain’t right
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| 'Coz tonight this here DJ, he gon' save my life… (woah, woah)
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| Now the people are comin', and the party is jumpin'…
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| … and T is on the beat box
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| And after this song he’ll rock the locks
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| Hotel security ain’t troublin' us none
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| They partyin' with us, no badge and no gun
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| Grown folks in the livin' room showin' out
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| And they ain’t leavin' till we kick 'em all out
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| Strip poker, truth or dare
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| I swear it’s about to get sticky up in here
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| Back back and forth and forth
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| ]From New York to L. A and back to New York
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| Of course while I’m in town it’s gotta be nice
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| On the North-East corner they’re flippin' the dice
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| Now the bubbly’s poppin' all over the suite
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| Swig on this and kick up your feet
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| Ain’t no party like an MC Lyte party 'coz an MC Lyte party don’t stop, pops
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| And this here’s better than when the ball drops
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| Now here’s the E-low, Jackie and Mark
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| Done hit the back room to jump start the sparks
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| It’s gettin' all hot, now they pumpin' Beenie Man
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| Scream for the cream, but holler when you see me man
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| You know like I know, the party don’t end till I say when
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| Now the grub is runnin' out better get it while you can
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| Pick is gettin' low better find you a man
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| Slow jam hit and you sittin' all alone
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| Ain’t nobody gonna take you’re borin' ass home
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| It wouldn’t be fair for me to not tell you
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| I’m the hostess of the year, keep it in the clear
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| Yo, the party’s over here, nope, the party’s right here
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| Be careful not to wear and tear the derrier
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| Now ain’t that supmthin', humpin' and a bumpin'
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| My motto is never let 'em see you comin'
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| A party like this can’t be compared
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| That’s why it only goes down once a year…
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| … and we in here, yeah yeah yeah.
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| (Inaya Day)
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| There’s a party goin' on in my hotel room
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| You know you gotta do, what you gotta do
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| What you gotta do, what you gotta do…
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| Show up baby, show up baby… |