Salt N Pepa - I Like To Party Lyrics
Lets kick it like this, ah yeahWe gotta kick it like this, ah yeahWe need to kick it like this, ah yeahWe gonna kick it like this, ah yeah[and let me tell ya, girl, Im a party animal, see?Word, and I need a man that can hang with this thingYou know what Im sayin?Oooo, child, I know what youre sayinHey ladies! I said homegirls!Weve been goin for the dog-dooIts gettin to be a real drag around here, you know what Im sayin?A woman cant do nothin no more, manWeve got to let the fellas know what they can do for us]As the smoke clears you can hearAnd the ringing in your ears just disappearsYour bodys soft, but you still want moreYou might end up as a casualty on the dance floorIm an addict, strung out on dopenessBut you cant chew, sniff, or smoke thisIf you wanna get high step by the speakerAnd overdose on somethin sweeterDo you suffer from migranes or other painsThats caused by stress and strain? brother, refrainYou came to the right place to get your head straightThe cures for sure, the beats the baitI wont wait for the crowd to get loud or rowdyI enjoy my life cuz I like to partyChorusI like to party, night and dayI like to party in every wayI like to party, I cant stopI like to party till I drop(repeat)Were steppin on the case, watch your faceDont like the pace then leave the placeIts ladies night, yeah, and we hypeHeels, shirt, tights, and a micLike three the hard way were doin it our wayRollin and gettin funky like kid n playSee her over there behind the phonographShes a psychopath, I make the breaks lastA salt and pepa parade this isSo march on the dance floor with hisArms wrapped real tight around your bodyAnd youll understand whyChorus[make it funky, pep]Oh, I feel hot then again why notThis aint pop, its hip-hopAnd got a lot to rock to, dip and dop toYou dont have to, but you probably want toIt makes you laugh because its really fun toTwist your tongue and exercise your lungs toTonight on the mic were showingWere strong enough for a man, but made for a womanHey you! where do you think youre goin?Yo, stan, my man, keep the horns blowinHavin a good time aint no crimeWhen the joint is jumpin and people are dancinEveryone does it, now its no sinYo, I just did it, and Im ready to do it again and again and againChorus[wait a minute...Now I think its time we give the drummerSome of this funky groove we got hereYou aint got to throw no solo in, brotherJust keep what ya gotYo, turn it loose cuz its a muthaNow when I count to four I want yall to chillAnd let the drummer get illAnd when I count to four I want yall to come back in once more]Its in my feet, feels so sweetSaid its in my feet, feels so sweetIts in my shake, oooo, but it work me to deathSaid its in my shake, but it work me to deathI want the floor, I wanna rock the floorCmon, yall - 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - hit it!(drum solo)[aint it good to ya?Uh, aint it good to ya? ]
