It's Time 2 Party Lyrics & Tabs by EPMD
It's Time 2 Party
guitar chords lyrics
It's time 2 party
Now, that I got your attention again
I want to party, party, party, party
Get up, shake your butts, feel the rhythm of the cuts
Walk around and strut, then a brother push up
And start talkin', girls and boys are hawkin'
EPMD is live from New York
And now, I'm 'bout to rip house, straight up and jump
Move your body as the bass pumps and thumps
This jam is a crowd mover
For the girl and the boy with the funky dope maneuver
Or for a so called dancing machine
'Cause this record is strictly for the club scene
Get Off The Wall, this ain't Michael Jackson
It's eighty-nine, it's time for some action
'Cause this record is strictly for the club scene
Get Off The Wall, this ain't Michael Jackson
It's eighty-nine, it's time for some action
Like dips and dope back flips
While the girlie's are movin' and groovin' they hips
Enough booty, you could be waxin'
Instead you in the corner, maxin' and relaxin'
Get up and move your body 'cause party people
It's time 2 party, it's time 2 party
It's time 2 party, it's time 2 party
Yo P, break it down, yeah
Uno, dos, tres, cuatro
It's time 2 party, it's time 2 party
Yo P, break it down, yeah
It's Friday night, no work' til Monday
To top it off you just got paid
So you step to the club, boys and girls are GQ
Before you go in, you drink a brew or two
Strobe light spinnin', people grinnin'
You're coolin' at the bar, drinkin' vodka and gin
And your body gets warm, your adrenaline is flowin'
People on the dance floor sweatin' and yellin' hoe
And you see this fly cutie
With crazy hips, plus a nice fine booty
Your mind gets to scheamin', you start dreamin'
The liquor starts talkin', you get more self esteem
And you step to this lady, "May I have this dance?"
Then she takes you in your arms and she grabs your hands
And while the disc jockey's yellin' get up, get up
Get up, get up and on the dance floor
The ladies are freakin' moves, you never seen before
Cut up shirts, miniskirts, the whole works
Squeakin' moves that make you squint and say
"Damn that must hurt", stomachs are showin', aces blowin'
And while you're havin' fun, spendin' your dough
And you reach into your pockets, you reach deeper
And off goes your money beeper
Which means you're runnin' low on the dough
So, you cool with the drinks and you limit your hoes
You grab a seat in the corner and play low key
Askin' yourself over and over, how you spent a G
Don't worry now, worry on Monday and get back on the dance floor
It's time 2 party, it's time 2 party
It's time 2 party, it's time 2 party
