Come on, come on
♪
Oh-oh (oh-oh-oh-oh)
Oh-oh (oh-oh-oh-oh)
Oh-oh (oh-oh-oh-oh)
Oh-oh (oh-oh-oh-oh) (na-na-na-na)
Don't be trippin' when you see us in the club
Just show a little love, represent your side like me
'Cause 'round here, if you slip you catch a hot one (coup-, coup-)
Coup-, 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 soulful, sure we ain't playin' (uh-uh)
Hang with no lames, walking saying
Ay, where the party at?
Girls are on the way, where the Bacardi at?
Bottles and models, talkin' all of that
You know I can't forget about my thugs
Where the party at? (And all my girl)
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
Oh-oh (oh-oh-oh-oh)
Oh-oh (oh-oh-oh-oh)
Oh-oh (oh-oh-oh-oh) (yeah)
(Oh-oh) if the party's where you're at, just let me know
All the girls in the club with the best outfits
Just showin' that skin, tryna make me wanna spit
Where you been, girl? You and your friend
Gotta come to the back where we got it locked down at
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 straight grindin'
All up in the club just to have a good time, yeah
Where the party at?
Girls are on the way, where the Bacardi at?
Bottles and models, talkin' 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
Oh-oh (oh-oh-oh-oh)
Oh-oh (oh-oh-oh-oh)
Oh-oh (oh-oh-oh-oh)
If the party's where you're at, just let me know
♪
Can you show me where that party at, dirty
Somewhere where it's crackin' right around one-thirty
Never get there too early
Come in as is (ay), doo-rags and Timbs
I'm rollin' past his (ay), 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 plays with no ref
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
Damn right, twisted
Two way and - to him liggy-like he missed it
Ayy, where the party at?
Girls are on the way, where the Bacardi at?
Bottles and models, talkin' 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
Oh-oh (oh-oh-oh-oh)
Oh-oh (oh-oh-oh-oh)
Oh-oh (oh-oh-oh-oh)
If the party's where you're at, let me hear you say
Oh-oh (oh-oh-oh-oh)
Oh-oh (oh-oh-oh-oh)
Oh-oh (oh-oh-oh-oh)
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
When the beat come back around, everybody 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 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