Party Goin' On (feat. Inaya Day) - MC Lyte

Yo, ever since Jimmy Crack Con Rockin' on ever since the day I was born Yes we get busy whenever we have to perform Shaking your tooshie making your pussy get warm Ha ha ha until all you niggas is gone I be hittin' until the morning got you callin' my storm Bounce my niggas, bounce my bitches (Bounce baby!) With the shit that do really have all you niggas going crazy Suffer from headrushes while niggas be smoking dutches Bitches be gettin' all in and they rippin' they pants crutches Wiggle they belly buttons Ay, wait a minute I wanna get all in it Long as my shorty with it You know I'm comin' to get it Doin' it to you makin' you really wonder who said it Swelling your melon while you yellin' Now check out the credit Giving it to you makin' you gimme back more (Coming through too!) Yes and we be kickin' down your door Keepin' it raw my nigga Chorus: All my bitches right in the front sayin' "Aahh" All my bitches way in the rear sayin' "Aahh" Party is goin' on over here (Say what?) Party is goin' on over here (Say what?) All my niggas right in the front sayin' "Ho!" All my niggas right in the rear sayin' "Ho!" The party is goin' on over here (Say what?) Party is goin' on over here (Say what?) All my people up in the place sayin' "Ho!" Let me just hear you some more Tell me what you lookin' for Told all of y'all already I ain't gonna tell you no more Hittin' you off makin' you niggas blast off! With some shit that'll be tearing your ass off Keppin' it comin', keepin' it movin', keepin' you wylin' We gettin' this paper let's keep the cheddar stacking and piling And now we happy and smiling cause now we living good Doin' it is how we be movin' it in the hood Wishing you could fuck around with me and my niggas How we double and wyle And double our bitches double our figures Turnin' you out Run from my niggas (No doubt!) Keepin' it blazing make all my bitches all shout Then I hit with the new make you take off your see-through While you peekin' around the corner baby I see you! Tell me what you gon' do I'm sayin' now I'm gon' have you wylin' until your ass drop Hit me off, yes now let me take it to the top We never stop my nigga Chorus: All my bitches up in the front sayin' "Aahh" All my bitches up in the rear sayin' "Aahh" Party is goin' on over here (Say what?) Party is goin' on over here (Say what?) All my niggas up in the front sayin' "Ho!" All my niggas up in the rear sayin' "Ho!" The party is goin' on over here (Say what?) Party is goin' on over here (Say what?) All my people up in the place sayin' "Ho!"

I am the Lyte I am, I am, I am the Lyte I am the Lyte I am, I am, I am the Lyte Examine the style used in this sequence The rhyme's the clue, the record's evidence To the fact that I'm hypin' this episode Cold carryin' the extra wide load The beat is fat and the rhyme is thick All over the town you hear the sound and pick Me, the L the Y the T the E, me And if you see the rock, I'm sure you'll see me Hey Lyte, what will you be doin'? Kickin' it, bashin' down competition And when I drop the bomb, you'll listen Boom now that I've got your attention I'm slammin' what you wanna hear I just thought that I should mention '89 is the Lyte year Now's the time to roll like a rhinoceros Step to Lyte, that's preposterous I'm heavyweight, though I'm lightweight My looks the hook, my rhymes the bait And when I throw the line you proceed to take The goody, the treat that I hand you That you couldn't refuse Damn, I cram to understand you Your love is to Lyte to lose I am the Lyte I am, I am, I am the Lyte I am, I am the Lyte I am, I am, I am the Lyte The Lyte, the Lyte I am the Lyte I am, I am the Lyte I am, I am the Lyte I am the Lyte The Lyte, the Lyte I think you deserve this, you waited long enough For a rhyme that's super duper extra tough Every human is lurkin' and loomin' Puba on the beat and you know the shit is boomin' Tasty like pastry, fresh from the bakery First priority, that's the way it has to be Feel the drum, I bet it makes your body numb One for all and all for one I bet you come Hurry, hurry, step right up and see the show MC Lyte and K-Rock are about to throw Get on line and purchase your ticket Hey, don't worry Lyte is gonna kick it Go on, be happy I put you up on the scoop Now come and watch the party hoop I am the Lyte, the Lyte I am the Lyte The Lyte, the Lyte I am the Lyte I am, I am, I am the Lyte The Lyte, the Lyte I am the Lyte I am, I am, I am the Lyte I am the Lyte I am, I am, I am the Lyte The Lyte, the Lyte I am the Lyte and it is time for me to go You wanna beef? Save that shit for the toilet bowl I use styles, styles and much many styles I leave smiles, smiles and much many smiles On the people who come to see the Lyte perform Word is born The rhyme will kick and the brain will tick You can tell because the record'll sell Old styles and new styles formatted together Bold or dull, so it doesn't matter whether Which comes first or vice-a versa It won't make a difference, as long as you rehearse-a Get it down pat, and come right and exact MC Lyte is comin' right and I'ma say goodnight The Lyte, the Lyte, the Lyte The Lyte, the Lyte, the Lyte I am the Lyte, I am, I am the Lyte I am, I am, I am the Lyte I am the Lyte The Lyte, the Lyte Yeah, MC Lyte in effect for '89 One time to wreck that mind boy Yeah, ah pump, pump, pump it up Yeah sure nuff MC Milk Warlord of the mix board In effect sure shot, yeah, pump, mmm hmm