Will Smith - Block Party Lyrics
[verse 1]Yo, yo forget the clubToday we play in the blockIts goin down and its blazzin hotJeff pop the new cd turn tables jointsYou just got to get the amps from boogieGet the van from rock and thenCall up ishcabibbles, jims and patsAnd tell em we need cheese steaks for like, 300 catsAnd yo, make sure its hot or else Im sendin em backAnd get my mic rightIf I get hyped, I might rapThen take the speakers find a good spotSubs on the bottom, tweeters up topYo, you know where little john lives on the cornerThe extension cordll run perfectly to his cribAnd then tell officer mike to barricade the blockRegardless what car you got, leave it up topYou wanna come, you got to come on your feetAint nothin like havin a partyWhen its out in the street, come on[chorus- tra-knox]Nine oclock ima call my crewAnd ten oclock we gonna roll on throughI dont know what you gon doBut whatever you do, hit the block party tonightAll the ladies rollin up with friendsAnd dont be late or you wont get inOur partys packed from begining to endEverybody tell a friend that the block partys tonight[verse 2]Its aint nothin likeHavin a party on the blockWhen everybody know everybody on the blockAnd everybody on the blockCome to the party on the blockAnd when the sun drop, (we dont stop)Funny how fast they travel the wordA dozen divas from north philly drove in when they heardThat its a block party down in west phillyCome block party with jeff and big willyStand back, everybody come to see the man rapJeff got it... jam packedEverybody, hands in the air(just get your hands in the air!)Yo philly! (dats where the partys at!)Uuh, d.c. yall! (dats where the partys at!)A-t-l (dats where the partys at!)West side! (dats where the partys at!)Mid-west yall (dats where the partys at!)Dirty south now (dats where the partys at!)Yo, I cant hear yall! (dats where the partys at!)Where ever we at! (dats where the partys at!)[chorus][verse 3]Yo, yo and when the sun dropBack in philly that dont mean that the fun stopAll it mean is that its time to turn the lights onAll day long I been plottin on this nice johnIts ten oclock now jeff is tryin to hype meWill the fresh prince come up to the mic please?Hear the crowd cheer, broguht a little smile outMic check, one, two- Im bout to wild outI know hes old, butMabye its a slight chanceI could get my brother hypeMake him break dance- ha, maybe notLemme get the crowd jumpinLet me him em with the brand new funk or somethinIm like rob base- I wanna rock right nowYall know who run the block right nowAll we need is a mic and a beatAnd a couple of speakersAnd some turn tables out in the street, come on![chorus]
