[Intro]
Ah, yeah, ah, a'ight
Y'all ain't tired, are you?
Y'all ready to get live in here or what?
We gon' do it basement style, basement style
So everybody say, hey
Party people say, hey
What you say y'all? Hey
I can't hear y'all, hey
Over there say...
I can't hear y'all
Well, keep it live y'all
Real live y'all
Now over here say...
Over here say...
Say it live y'all
Real live y'all
Now all the ladies say...
All the ladies say
All the fellas say
Say it sure like this while it's sure
[Verse]
Ah, you can feel it in your throat, ha
I'm 'bout to let my mind float, ha
Get your third eye poked, ha
Fuck game, I assemble dope, ha
Ness, a nigga that's fresh as the fest
Studied this rap shit, no need to mic test
Feel it in your chest, ha
Your B I's can feel it in her breasts
Plus you, rhyme like a nigga wit his nipples pierced
We lick off lyrics in the streets and real niggas hear us
Dreamin' when I wrote this, box me if I go too wild
Still doin' this shit like dude in Wild Style
Inviting wack brothas to dinner
I Trick Daddy emcees and I don't know, nann nigga
Who can take it where I take it
You better goin' to God like Mase did
Leaving crowds complacent
I move 'em above clouds
Whether on some surf and turf shit or thug style
Feel it in your body
Yeah y'all, feel it in your body, everybody in the party
Ah, yeah, ah, a'ight
Y'all ain't tired, are you?
Y'all ready to get live in here or what?
We gon' do it basement style, basement style
So everybody say, hey
Party people say, hey
What you say y'all? Hey
I can't hear y'all, hey
Over there say...
I can't hear y'all
Well, keep it live y'all
Real live y'all
Now over here say...
Over here say...
Say it live y'all
Real live y'all
Now all the ladies say...
All the ladies say
All the fellas say
Say it sure like this while it's sure
[Verse]
Ah, you can feel it in your throat, ha
I'm 'bout to let my mind float, ha
Get your third eye poked, ha
Fuck game, I assemble dope, ha
Ness, a nigga that's fresh as the fest
Studied this rap shit, no need to mic test
Feel it in your chest, ha
Your B I's can feel it in her breasts
Plus you, rhyme like a nigga wit his nipples pierced
We lick off lyrics in the streets and real niggas hear us
Dreamin' when I wrote this, box me if I go too wild
Still doin' this shit like dude in Wild Style
Inviting wack brothas to dinner
I Trick Daddy emcees and I don't know, nann nigga
Who can take it where I take it
You better goin' to God like Mase did
Leaving crowds complacent
I move 'em above clouds
Whether on some surf and turf shit or thug style
Feel it in your body
Yeah y'all, feel it in your body, everybody in the party
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