2 Live Crew - 2 Live Party (explicit street version) lyrics

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2 Live Crew - 2 Live Party (explicit street version) lyrics

Chorus: KC Do ya wanna have a party? 2 live is throwin' another party! bu*tnaked a** shakin' party Ten thousand motherf**ers at the party We're gonna see ya at the party Another motherf**in' 2 live party Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice Deep down south, we love to party Dance floors packed, hoes shakin' they bodies 70's music still rulin' the disco From South Beach to San Francisco A late night fever, a s** crazed land Wild-a** hoes to the one night stand Swettin' the freaks with the tightest skirts Talk about they ride, a 60s 'Vert Listenin' to oldies bumpin' the sounds Forget that sh**, buy the underground Underground station that ain't legit Playin' them cuss-words, dropping that sh** Party from the club, to the streets Hangin' on cars, solicitin' freaks It ain't over, it's time to play Don't stress ya'll, let's par-tyyy! Chorus Verse 2: Freak Nasty I put my hand up on your hip When I dip, you dip, we dip So c'mon baby, just Pop That P' And watch Freak Nasty Throw that D, yeah Ain't nuthin' like a 2 live party When them hoes freak everybody Them other girls just bore me But the 2 Live girls make Me So Horny I had a hoe doin' S & M Marquis had a hoe doin' her and him Chinaman had 'em gettin' down low And m' boy King T was bringin' three mo' Come one come all if you can hang But you gotta Move Somethin' and Do the Damn Thang Clay D got the bottle and I got the blunt 2 Live, Freak Nasty, what's up! Chorus Verse 3: Brother Marquis What'll know 'bout havin' a party? Fall up in the club, the envy of everybody You make the money, so spend it Baller parkin' Benz's lookin' like millions I'm in the back of the club gettin' blessed g-fresh Drinkin' n' smokin' the best, and nothin' less Champagne poppin', chicken heads flockin' The DJ's rockin', got the whole house hoppin' Let's make this night one to remember If you f**in' with me, you're f**in' with a real n***a You can jump in the 'Vert, baby, and ride out I'll have you s**in' me up at the hide-out Tell a b**h quick, I ain't beggin' nor buyin' Get the f** up out my face, who the f** you tryin'? It's a good time n***a, that's what I'm all about Get the money get the p**y, get the map, I'm out Chorus

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