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  • Run Dmc »

    Run Dmc Party Time текст песни

    Party Time

    [Intro/Chorus: unknown singers]

    It’s party time, and we came here to party
    so get up and move your body, cause it’s party time
    It’s party time, and we came here to party
    so get up and move your body, cause it’s party time

    Come inside, the time is fine and I’m
    really ready to drop a heavy bassline
    on the crowd that’s loud and proud the rhyme
    is mine and the jam of party time
    We’re well equipped to flip and trip you out
    I never slip but I rip the jam no doubt
    So grab a girl ?? I know you wanna play
    The funky jam I never quit until the break of day
    Here we go on a Afrolistic journey
    Here come the jam but don’t forget to bring ??
    to make sure the beat is upheld
    The beat is raw and Run’s banged it well
    to make it take you to your destination
    It’s just the jam that slam across the nation
    I gotta rock, you know I gotta good rhyme
    So grab a girl, and listen to the good times
    Now sweat til you’re wet and get done
    and I’ll bet you get some..
    heat to release the piece to have fun
    So just grab a girl, cause it’s party time


    Groove, breathe, wind blowin the leaves
    I’m at ease, can you feel the funky sensation
    I might take a vacation
    on the seven seasons
    Reasons to be cheerful, sun shinin, Run rhymin
    I’m right behind him
    Jay, you know where to find him
    Shinin like a diamond, if I’m lyin I’m dyin
    {girrrrrrrrrrrls, drive me crazy}
    So fine, goin out of my mind
    I keep em goin, they sayin, I’ve got the rhyme
    Ooze, cruise, gonna take a cruise
    Jing-a-ling-a-ling-a-ling I’m never singin the blues
    Afros, studios, doin shows
    four-O’s I suppose, no one knows
    who’s rockin the hoes, tell me that
    You gotta be (funky)


    Now let your body be free
    And yeah, go you know
    Never slow the flow til it’s time to go
    Cause that ain’t the way you play the crowd
    You gotta mingle, single girls allowed
    So round em up, get a cutie in the spot
    Look at the booty, do me, time to rock
    And make all the girls give up the play
    Get on the floor and make your day
    So you’re illin, still it’s four o’clock
    You won’t leave til you see em close the spot
    You gotta stay til they play the last song
    til the night gives light to the early morn’
    Check the place and the taste of the bass is on the case
    A negative thought that you brought just erased
    Put away the nine and keep in mind
    that the jam’ll slam when it’s party time

    [Chorus (repeat with ad libs to fade)]

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