We gotta kick it like this  ah yeah
 We need to kick it like this  ah yeah
 We gonna kick it like this  ah yeah

 [And let me tell ya  girl  I'm a party animal  see?
 Word  and I need a man that can hang with this thing
 You know what I'm sayin'?
 Oooo  child  I know what you're sayin'

 Hey ladies! I said homegirls!
 We've been goin' for the dog doo
 It's gettin' to be a real drag around here, you know what I'm sayin'?
 A woman can't do nothin' no more, man
 We've got to let the fellas know what they can do for us]

 As the smoke clears you can hear
 And the ringing in your ears just disappears
 Your body's soft, but you still want more
 You might end up as a casualty on the dance floor
 I'm an addict, strung out on dopeness
 But you can't chew, sniff, or smoke this
 If you wanna get high step by the speaker
 And overdose on somethin' sweeter
 Do you suffer from migranes or other pains
 That's caused by stress and strain? Brother, refrain
 You came to the right place to get your head straight
 The cure's for sure, the beat's the bait
 I won't wait for the crowd to get loud or rowdy
 I enjoy my life cuz I like to party

 CHORUS
 I like to party, night and day
 I like to party in every way
 I like to party, I can't stop
 I like to party till I drop
 (Repeat)

 We're steppin' on the case, watch your face
 Don't like the pace then leave the place
 It's Ladies Night, yeah, and we hype
 Heels, shirt, tights, and a mic
 Like three the hard way we're doin' it our way
 Rollin' and gettin' funky like Kid 'N Play
 See her over there behind the phonograph
 She's a psychopath, I make the breaks last
 A Salt and Pepa parade this is
 So march on the dance floor with his
 Arms wrapped real tight around your body
 And you'll understand why

 CHORUS

 [Make it funky, Pep]

 Oh, I feel hot then again why not
 This ain't pop, it's hip-hop
 And got a lot to rock to, dip and dop to
 You don't have to, but you probably want to
 It makes you laugh because it's really fun to
 Twist your tongue and exercise your lungs to
 Tonight on the mic we're showing
 We're strong enough for a man, but made for a woman
 Hey you! Where do you think you're goin'?
 Yo, Stan, my man, keep the horns blowin'
 Havin' a good time ain't no crime
 When the joint is jumpin' and people are dancin'
 Everyone does it, now it's no sin
 Yo, I just did it, and I'm ready to do it again and again and again

 CHORUS

 [Wait a minute...
 Now I think it's time we give the drummer
 Some of this funky groove we got here
 You ain't got to throw no solo in, brother
 Just keep what ya got
 Yo, turn it loose cuz it's a mutha

 Now when I count to four I want y'all to chill
 And let the drummer get ill
 And when I count to four I want y'all to come back in once more]

 It's in my feet, feels so sweet
 Said it's in my feet, feels so sweet
 It's in my shake, oooo, but it work me to death
 Said it's in my shake, but it work me to death
 I want the floor, I wanna rock the floor
 C'mon, y'all - 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - hit it!

 (drum solo)

 [Ain't it good to ya?
 Uh, ain't it good to ya