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Teksty: Fat Joe. So Much More.

This is, this is, this is

[chorus]
I know you came to party
So get up on your feet
Yeah baby, just truk that body
And sing along with me, c'mon
I know you been searching for someone
Who would stand beside you and gives you so much more

Cost you when my lid just twist to one side
We don't bitch, we don't snitch, we stick and just ride
And I never gave a f*ck about po po
N*ggas so gangsta, make songs about my 44
My, my, my 44, my 44
Gets worse, give a sh*t when I visit the church
I'm down with T.D. Jakes, Kirk Franklin
Better have my offerin' plate filled with Franklins blastin' me
I have n*ggas that'll blast for me wost touch askin me CRACK
Show me where the safe at
I lay em down with the mac, leave em face flat, listen
You don't wanna start no drama
We don't scrap when there's problems
We just clap revolvers men
Get it coke, let it go heavy
Mo sippin', mo didn't know better, know now

[chorus]
I know you came to party
So get up on your feet
Yeah baby, just truk that body
And sing along with me, come on
I know you been searching for someone who
Satisfies you and gives you so much more

Up n pass in the Hilton suite
Crossin' path this chick take me
I probably win her
Oscar didnt know hit ten feet
You need a ladder just to sit on me
In the ring, screamin', "Viva Tito"
With Don King at Madison Square Arena, pee awa
Pull Mami to the side, she feelin', yellin' "Me gusta la gasolina"
Now how many bricks does it take
To moll a lot 36 groom estates follow me
I'm from Philly, where they eat cheese steaks in a red belly, call a bitch V8
Is Joe's crib for reals and they even warn the kids in school
That coke kills crack, I'm back
Now thats the sourcers you should know how shit gon go now follow me

[chorus]

I know you came to party so get up on your feet
Yea baby just truk that body and sing along with me come on

I know you been searching for someone who
Satisfies you and gives you so much more

Hold up, wait a minute, crystal aint bubblin the cook aint in it yea ye yeah crack
And we dont see no body makin hands stand up like growin up Gotti
Hit lyrics everytime we come out nigga
Use fist full to come out your mouth
The way i stack white these dayz
Lookin like the chick that go with flava flav and im so so real
Niggas wanna kill the Don front of my house
Probably with my son in my arms but i
Drop em like its hot
Pass my glock
My lil shorty a chip off the old block
Go against coke let em miss you
I give you ten ways to kill of the whole block

[chorus]

I know you came to party so get up on your feet
Yea baby just truk that body and sing along with me come on

I know you been searching for someone who
Satisfies you and gives you so much more

I know you came to party so get up on your feet
Yea baby just truk that body and sing along with me come on

I know you been searching for someone who
Satisfies you and gives you so much more]