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We Came To Party

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  • I just wanna make sweet love to you, baby, you know what I’m saying?
    I just wanna touch you all over… aw, please!
    We Came To Party! We Came To Party!
    We Came To Party! We Came To Party!
    We Came To Party! We Came To Party!
    Hey look, I’ve got my hands all on your body!
    Ain’t no problem, I’m on it – oldest man in the club
    Also one of the richest, a hundred bottles of bub
    It’s just me and the Russians, we get all of the love
    They was aware of the image, they wanna see what he does
    TMZ in my face, Oprah all on my couch
    Now I’m hosting the Grammys, what is this all about?
    International baller, I must admit I had doubts
    If they wasn’t callin’ me back, they was callin’ me out
    Game moved to the South, I just closed my mouth
    Intellect like Belichick when he be switching the routes
    I’m too old for the games, no time for the lames
    Next challenge? Get this generation screaming my name
    Who could do what I did? Boy, I must be the ****
    Waved 106 & Park to play date with the kids
    People texting my wife, tryna ruin my night
    So I help ‘em mind they business with some bottles on ice
    We Came To Party! We Came To Party!
    We Came To Party! We Came To Party!
    We Came To Party! We Came To Party!
    Hey look, I’ve got my hands all on your body!
    We Came To Party! We Came To Party!
    We Came To Party! We Came To Party!
    We Came To Party! We Came To Party!
    Hey look, I’ve got my hands all on your body!
    Desctruction in the club!
    Desctruction in the club!
    Desctruction in the club!
    Desctruction in the club!
    Desctruction in the club!
    Oh, no… Big Snoop Dogg
    Ice so cold you can see i
    To walk in my shoes it’ll be a little jog
    And if you step by the pockets, you gon’ be up in the morgue
    The peoples is peepin’, peepin’
    The *****es is dippin’, dippin’
    So this is the mission, listen, I turn this **** up
    It’s the party-rocking, nonstopping, four-hopping, rip and rock
    Drippin’ in this motherf-cker, burn up, now turn up!
    We ain’t flirtin’, we talkin’ – we ain’t dancin’, we walkin’
    Teenagers is pointin’, couple cougars are hawkin’
    I don’t come here that often, but it’s totally awesome
    When you livin’ for real, I don’t consider it flossin’
    Panty lines are crossin’, I’m proceedin’ with caution
    I don’t **** where I eat, gotta manage your portions
    LL Cool J, I’m like the old-school orphan
    Representing alone, sittin’ on factory chrome
    Shades on, in the zone – Kool Aid smile on my face
    My security’s strapped, ain’t no beef, just in case
    Me and my man Rich Whites, we in Vegas tonight
    Claudine on the celly, make sure that money is right
    Red carpet and tuxes, always where the bucks is
    Paparazzi are snapping, I can’t believe this is happening
    Frustrating the haters, they’re so sick of me rapping
    I’m enjoying your blog, I’ve got the same type of passion
    We Came To Party! We Came To Party!
    We Came To Party! We Came To Party!
    We Came To Party! We Came To Party!
    Hey look, I’ve got my hands all on your body!
    We Came To Party! We Came To Party!
    We Came To Party! We Came To Party!
    We Came To Party! We Came To Party!
    Hey look, I’ve got my hands all on your body!
    Fatman Scoop – Maserati Cool J!
    Fatman Scoop – Maserati Cool J!
    Fatman Scoop – Maserati Cool J!
    Fatman Scoop – Maserati Cool J!
    They ain’t think I can do it, that’s why I had to debut it
    And let the critics review it, that way I spit and it’s Buicks
    Since the beginning, I knew it – rollin’ an L in the Buick
    Had the guts to pursue it, that’s how a legend should do it
    We Came To Party! We Came To Party!
    We Came To Party! We Came To Party!
    We Came To Party! We Came To Party!
    Hey look, I’ve got my hands all on your body!...
  • I just wanna make sweet love to you, baby, you know what I’m saying?
    I just wanna touch you all over… aw, please!
    We Came To Party! We Came To Party!
    We Came To Party! We Came To Party!
    We Came To Party! We Came To Party!
    Hey look, I’ve got my hands all on your body!
    Ain’t no problem, I’m on it – oldest man in the club
    Also one of the richest, a hundred bottles of bub
    It’s just me and the Russians, we get all of the love
    They was aware of the image, they wanna see what he does
    TMZ in my face, Oprah all on my couch
    Now I’m hosting the Grammys, what is this all about?
    International baller, I must admit I had doubts
    If they wasn’t callin’ me back, they was callin’ me out
    Game moved to the South, I just closed my mouth
    Intellect like Belichick when he be switching the routes
    I’m too old for the games, no time for the lames
    Next challenge? Get this generation screaming my name
    Who could do what I did? Boy, I must be the ****
    Waved 106 & Park to play date with the kids
    People texting my wife, tryna ruin my night
    So I help ‘em mind they business with some bottles on ice
    We Came To Party! We Came To Party!
    We Came To Party! We Came To Party!
    We Came To Party! We Came To Party!
    Hey look, I’ve got my hands all on your body!
    We Came To Party! We Came To Party!
    We Came To Party! We Came To Party!
    We Came To Party! We Came To Party!
    Hey look, I’ve got my hands all on your body!
    Desctruction in the club!
    Desctruction in the club!
    Desctruction in the club!
    Desctruction in the club!
    Desctruction in the club!
    Oh, no… Big Snoop Dogg
    Ice so cold you can see i
    To walk in my shoes it’ll be a little jog
    And if you step by the pockets, you gon’ be up in the morgue
    The peoples is peepin’, peepin’
    The *****es is dippin’, dippin’
    So this is the mission, listen, I turn this **** up
    It’s the party-rocking, nonstopping, four-hopping, rip and rock
    Drippin’ in this motherf-cker, burn up, now turn up!
    We ain’t flirtin’, we talkin’ – we ain’t dancin’, we walkin’
    Teenagers is pointin’, couple cougars are hawkin’
    I don’t come here that often, but it’s totally awesome
    When you livin’ for real, I don’t consider it flossin’
    Panty lines are crossin’, I’m proceedin’ with caution
    I don’t **** where I eat, gotta manage your portions
    LL Cool J, I’m like the old-school orphan
    Representing alone, sittin’ on factory chrome
    Shades on, in the zone – Kool Aid smile on my face
    My security’s strapped, ain’t no beef, just in case
    Me and my man Rich Whites, we in Vegas tonight
    Claudine on the celly, make sure that money is right
    Red carpet and tuxes, always where the bucks is
    Paparazzi are snapping, I can’t believe this is happening
    Frustrating the haters, they’re so sick of me rapping
    I’m enjoying your blog, I’ve got the same type of passion
    We Came To Party! We Came To Party!
    We Came To Party! We Came To Party!
    We Came To Party! We Came To Party!
    Hey look, I’ve got my hands all on your body!
    We Came To Party! We Came To Party!
    We Came To Party! We Came To Party!
    We Came To Party! We Came To Party!
    Hey look, I’ve got my hands all on your body!
    Fatman Scoop – Maserati Cool J!
    Fatman Scoop – Maserati Cool J!
    Fatman Scoop – Maserati Cool J!
    Fatman Scoop – Maserati Cool J!
    They ain’t think I can do it, that’s why I had to debut it
    And let the critics review it, that way I spit and it’s Buicks
    Since the beginning, I knew it – rollin’ an L in the Buick
    Had the guts to pursue it, that’s how a legend should do it
    We Came To Party! We Came To Party!
    We Came To Party! We Came To Party!
    We Came To Party! We Came To Party!
    Hey look, I’ve got my hands all on your body!...