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[CHORUS]<br>Git on the floor!!!!! Whoa! I´m the Party Starter,<br>You might have a good time but we party harder<br>So, tell the DJ to play my song<br>& we could dance all night to the early mornin´<br><br>Oh! I´m the Party Starter,<br>You might have a good time but we party harder<br>So, tell the DJ to play my song<br>& we could dance all night to the early mornin´<br>Dance, an aphrodisiac<br>Women gyrating, simulating sensual acts<br>To stimulating musical tracks<br>I thought I was just gon´ come out tonight & get a brew & relax<br>But no! Uh uh, when you´re the party starter<br>It´s like you´re on call, you´re what the doctor ordered<br>It´s like you gotta block the border to the door<br>& shock em when it´s boring....<br>GIT ON THE FLOOR!!<br>Ughh, it´s the groovicide bomber, mic in my vest<br>Tight, strapped to my chest<br>Like, I´ma run up in the party hollerin´<br>& be like "Ohhh!", fulfillin´ my callin´<br>Big! (Big), Will! (Will), that´s my name, whoop!<br>Writin´ rhymes, that´s my game, whoop!<br>Ask me again and I´ll tell you the same, whoop!<br>Just write ya number down right next to ya name, girl<br><br>[CHORUS]<br><br>He was raised in the days when the roof was raised<br>Every rap occasion, new & amazing<br>The back of the stage amazed and gazin´<br>Prayin for the day they would one day praise him<br>Studied the ways of the game & made it<br>Came through the maze & the haze & played it perfect<br>Days any person hated & cursed him, he was unfazed<br>He waited, it was worth it, he never retaliated<br>He saved it, slavin´, on the road blazin´<br>Days when he was low, nothin´ could raise him<br>He came to the show & somethin´ uncaged in him<br>Like the pope, but its party crusade, I´m like braids that´s never gon´<br>fade (ya heard)<br>I´m like, 23´s on an Escalade, throw me into the rave<br>like you threw a grenade - BOOM!!<br><br>[CHORUS (2x)]<br><br>I call for the days of the unadulterated<br>When the artistry was cultivated<br>You know, back when rap was smart and multilayered<br>We could rap without A&Rs& ultimatums (damn)<br>Now today I could say I long for the days when the party was all about<br>partyin´<br>I was a mini-party starter then<br>My mind bends when I call my pen<br>The big question should I run the mind a vittle<br>Food for thought or dumb the rhyme a little<br>But Will "if you come to high that´ll alienate folks & they won´t buy<br>it"(yo),<br>Look, people getting trapped in the track<br>& they be clappin´, even when the rappin´ is wack<br>Yo, what happened, when did we get happy wit that?<br>He´s old-fashioned (yup), but let´s be happy he´s back<br>(Ya heard me!)<br><br>[CHORUS (2x)]
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[CHORUS]<br>Git on the floor!!!!! Whoa! I´m the Party Starter,<br>You might have a good time but we party harder<br>So, tell the DJ to play my song<br>& we could dance all night to the early mornin´<br><br>Oh! I´m the Party Starter,<br>You might have a good time but we party harder<br>So, tell the DJ to play my song<br>& we could dance all night to the early mornin´<br>Dance, an aphrodisiac<br>Women gyrating, simulating sensual acts<br>To stimulating musical tracks<br>I thought I was just gon´ come out tonight & get a brew & relax<br>But no! Uh uh, when you´re the party starter<br>It´s like you´re on call, you´re what the doctor ordered<br>It´s like you gotta block the border to the door<br>& shock em when it´s boring....<br>GIT ON THE FLOOR!!<br>Ughh, it´s the groovicide bomber, mic in my vest<br>Tight, strapped to my chest<br>Like, I´ma run up in the party hollerin´<br>& be like "Ohhh!", fulfillin´ my callin´<br>Big! (Big), Will! (Will), that´s my name, whoop!<br>Writin´ rhymes, that´s my game, whoop!<br>Ask me again and I´ll tell you the same, whoop!<br>Just write ya number down right next to ya name, girl<br><br>[CHORUS]<br><br>He was raised in the days when the roof was raised<br>Every rap occasion, new & amazing<br>The back of the stage amazed and gazin´<br>Prayin for the day they would one day praise him<br>Studied the ways of the game & made it<br>Came through the maze & the haze & played it perfect<br>Days any person hated & cursed him, he was unfazed<br>He waited, it was worth it, he never retaliated<br>He saved it, slavin´, on the road blazin´<br>Days when he was low, nothin´ could raise him<br>He came to the show & somethin´ uncaged in him<br>Like the pope, but its party crusade, I´m like braids that´s never gon´<br>fade (ya heard)<br>I´m like, 23´s on an Escalade, throw me into the rave<br>like you threw a grenade - BOOM!!<br><br>[CHORUS (2x)]<br><br>I call for the days of the unadulterated<br>When the artistry was cultivated<br>You know, back when rap was smart and multilayered<br>We could rap without A&Rs& ultimatums (damn)<br>Now today I could say I long for the days when the party was all about<br>partyin´<br>I was a mini-party starter then<br>My mind bends when I call my pen<br>The big question should I run the mind a vittle<br>Food for thought or dumb the rhyme a little<br>But Will "if you come to high that´ll alienate folks & they won´t buy<br>it"(yo),<br>Look, people getting trapped in the track<br>& they be clappin´, even when the rappin´ is wack<br>Yo, what happened, when did we get happy wit that?<br>He´s old-fashioned (yup), but let´s be happy he´s back<br>(Ya heard me!)<br><br>[CHORUS (2x)]
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