[Intro: Busta Rhymes]
SWV, Busta Rhymes, AllStar
Coming back one time
Blow your mind
Hit you up like that
Throw your hands up - party people in the place
Busta Rhymes, Flipmode Squad all in your face
Yes we coming through, yes you better tie your shoelace
[Chorus: SWV]
We're hanging out all night
Throw your hands up high
We can do it
This is how we party
We're hanging out all night
Throw your hands up high
We can do it
This is how we party
[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes]
It was a party night and everybody was breaking
Niggas spending wild money and bitches got they ass shaking
Son, take time to rewind
And just remember the party time starts at nine
And doesn't end until the sun shine
Every time we surface, overwork this nigga’s purchase
The simple fact they can never hurt this
More live this summer, we gets dumber
Banging beats out your Hummer or your 4Runner
Party time is when (What?) get to fasten your belt
Racing whips down the Franklin D. Roosevelt
Son, no stress at the door, we gets blessed
With the ability to finesse the all access
V.I.P passes, all different classes
Bang asses, look around son, take off your glasses
The DJ announced we in the house
You freaking out
Wildin' to the point where everybody passing out
SWV, Busta Rhymes, AllStar
Coming back one time
Blow your mind
Hit you up like that
Throw your hands up - party people in the place
Busta Rhymes, Flipmode Squad all in your face
Yes we coming through, yes you better tie your shoelace
[Chorus: SWV]
We're hanging out all night
Throw your hands up high
We can do it
This is how we party
We're hanging out all night
Throw your hands up high
We can do it
This is how we party
[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes]
It was a party night and everybody was breaking
Niggas spending wild money and bitches got they ass shaking
Son, take time to rewind
And just remember the party time starts at nine
And doesn't end until the sun shine
Every time we surface, overwork this nigga’s purchase
The simple fact they can never hurt this
More live this summer, we gets dumber
Banging beats out your Hummer or your 4Runner
Party time is when (What?) get to fasten your belt
Racing whips down the Franklin D. Roosevelt
Son, no stress at the door, we gets blessed
With the ability to finesse the all access
V.I.P passes, all different classes
Bang asses, look around son, take off your glasses
The DJ announced we in the house
You freaking out
Wildin' to the point where everybody passing out
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