Where The Party At

Jagged Edge - 《The Hits》

thanks HONEY

Cmon cmon yeah cmon yeah

(Nelly)

Uh ooooooooooooh

(uh oh oh oh)

Uh ooooooooooooh

(uh oh oh oh)

Uh ooooooooooooh

(uh oh oh oh)

Uh ooooooooooooh

The partys where youre at tonight

Dont be trippin when you see us in the club

Just show a little love represent your side like me

Cause round here if you slick you pick a hot one

Ride shotgun couple of em got one

Belvedere in the rear of the club

Pulled up on dubs and we bout to go and buy the bar up

So So for sure we aint playin

Hang with no lames hit the park and sayin

Ay where the party at?

Girls is on the way where the Bacardi at?

Models and models talkin all a that

Know I cant 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 partys where youre at let me hear you say

Uh ooooooooooooh

(uh oh oh oh)

Uh ooooooooooooh

(uh oh oh oh)

Uh ooooooooooooh

(uh oh oh oh)

Uh ooooooooooooh

If the partys where youre at just let me know

All the girls in the club in they best outfits

Just showin that skin tryna 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

Dont 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 and

(Hook)

(Nelly)

Just show me where that party at dirty

Somewhere where its crackin right around one-thirty

Never get done too early

Come in as is doo-rags and Tims

Im rollin past his his little Jag and Benz

With the Rolls not the one with the stem

The one that seem to make more enemies than friends

Im slidin in past doors both eyes closed

Both arms rose both charms froze

With the S-O-S-O D-E dot F

Im buyin bottles bottles until it aint none left

Im quick to go left I blaze with no rep

I jams more than left baby show me the club

Im like "hey where that Bacardi at?"

Come and mix it with the Cris baby whats wrong with that?

We in the VIP twisted down right spliffed it

Two way and shit ooh they makin like a mislit (??)

(Hook)

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 erybody do it again

Do the eastside run this mutha for ya? (Hell yeah)

Do my southside run this mutha for ya? (Hell yeah)

And them haters aint hittin on aint talkin bout us

And they look like

If the partys where youre at let me hear you say THANKS honey