(feat. AMG, James DeBarge)



[Gangsta D]

So you want love?, I'ma take you to the club

and let you shake your groove thang, baby that's the cut

Body like an hourglass, steppin' out the S-Class

Smoke filled with the tinted and the music on blast

Get down... yo before it's too late

And all the real party people let me hear you say, "turn it up"

Let it bang, 'cause when we party yo it ain't no thang

Even haters ain't hatin' on this here, them niggaz gettin' beers

All the homies straight wet, hangin' off the chandelier

Three o'clock in the mornin', we ain't tired yet

That's how you do it when you fuckin' with them Compton vets

Full blown, and if her cock is gettin' hot then take her home

And when I hit it and I finish send her on

She ain't lovin' them niggaz that play Capone

Baby shake it, get your groove on



[Chorus: James DeBarge]

Keep the party poppin' everytime we bounce through it

Whatever you want... we can do it

I know you from the streets, but you ain't got to try to prove it

If that's what you want... we can do it



[AMG]

See most niggaz don't know, I keep 'em broker

If I catch her slippin' up, nigga I'ma choke her

I got a lil' Ike in me, the reallionaire

Can make your hoe stop and stare, do ya dare?

Niggaz think they cops, 'cause they handcuffin' hoes

The ones with the pretty toes

And if she wit it - don't stop, get it get it

Give me twenty minutes to split it - forget about it

Rats to the chickens, niggaz still trickin'

That's why she cheatin', and your dick you're beatin'

She love it when I rub it, in a Continental

And never knew I had the Presidential

Took her to the room, run to the boom-boom

With ocean view, showed 'em what I do

Baby it's a 304, 220 - freak party show... get your money hoe



[Chorus: James DeBarge]

Keep the party poppin' everytime we bounce through it

Whatever you want... we can do it

I know you from the streets, but you ain't got to try to prove it

If that's what you want... we can do it



[KK]

I need a shot of that brown liqour

I'm at the party man, the females hoo-bangin' harder than niggaz

Now get the picture (Polaroid), '99 (on the grind)

Take it to the limit - make it, shake it

But don't spend it all in one spot girl

What's up on the thigh, can I get it hot?, with moist in your twat

Let me put it down, and move it around

Locally and the world, to all the women and girls

shake that good thang God gave ya

I love ya too baby, but I ain't the one tryin' to save ya

Like the suckers that come to the party to straight trip

Spend they grip, talk shit, and get whipped

On the real like that, where the party still cracks

'til the one show out and turn the motherfucker out

Then it's on to the next house (what?)

Well if not - then it's on to the mo' so I can bust that thang out



[Chorus: James DeBarge]

Keep the party poppin' everytime we bounce through it

Whatever you want... we can do it

I know you from the streets, but you ain't got to try to prove it

If that's what you want... we can do it