MP3: Jagged Edge--
Interpret: Jagged Edge
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  Text skladby: Jagged Edge--
Come on, come on, yeah Come on, yeah Come on, yeah Come on, yeah
If the party's where you're at, just let me know
Don't be trippin' when you see us in the club Just show a li'l love, represent your side like me 'Cause around here, if you slip, you catch a hot one Run shot gun, couple of them gotta one
Belvedere in the rear of the club Pulled up on dubs, we about to go and buy the bar up So so for sure, we ain't playin' Hang with no lames, walk and saying
Hey, where the party at Girls is on their way where the Bacardi at Bottles and models talking all of that You know I can't forget about my thugs
Where the party at And all my girls where the party at Off in the club where the party at If the party's where you're at, let me hear you say
If the party's where you're at, just let me know
All the girls in the club in their best outfits Just showin' that skin, trynna make a nigga wanna spit Where you been girl? You and your friend Need to come to the back where we got it locked down
In your white t-shirt or a three-piece suit Don't matter what you wear, all that matters is who you with Some jiggy and some are straight grindin' All up in the club just to have a good time
Hey, where the party at Girls is on their way where the Bacardi at Bottles and models talking all of that You know I can't forget about my thugs
Where the party at And all my girls where the party at Off in the club where the party at If the party's where you're at, let me hear you say
If the party's where you're at, just let me know
Just show me where that party at dirty Somewhere where it's crackin' right around one thirty Never get done too early, come in as is Doo-rags and Tims, I'm rollin' past his
His little Jag and Benz with the Rolls Not the one with the stem, the one with the rims The one that seem to make more enemies than friends
I'm slidin' in past doors, both eyes closed Both arms rose, both charms froze With the S O S O, D E dot F I'm buyin' bottles, bottles until it ain't none left
I'm quick to go left, I blaze with no rep I jams more than def, baby, show me the club I'm like, "Hey, where that Bacardi at?" Come and mix it with the Cris', baby, what's wrong with that? We in the V.I.P. twisted, down right spliffed it Two way and shit, ooh, they makin' like they missed it, missed it
Hey, where the party at Girls is on their way where the Bacardi at Bottles and models talking all of that You know I can't forget about my thugs
Where the party at And all my girls where the party at Off in the club where the party at If the party's where you're at, let me hear you say
If the party's where you're at, let me hear you say If the party's where you're at, just let me know
Left side, just put your hands up, throw 'em up Right side, just put your hands up, throw 'em up Everybody, put your hands up, throw 'em up When the beat come back around, everybody do it again
Do the east side run this mutha for ya? Hell, yeah Do my south side run this mutha for ya? Hell, yeah And them haters ain't hittin' on, ain't talkin' 'bout us And they look like
If the party's where you're at, let me hear you say
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