Fin' ta roll to the party, still in demand

Troopin thicker than a ball team, packin the van

I was movin as a unit every brother stayin strapped

But still we got enough sense to never bust 'em too fast

And now I'm runnin a roll call, startin with D

Big Doc and Yon, K-Cloud and E

Young (?) Rich-O's, and my man A.B.

I can't forget Big Gene, still keepin the peace

Rollin stone still rollin on our way to the club

Every spot that we step into showin nuttin but love

Never payin to play and never waitin in line

but never lookin to start shit, but just a good time

And as we step into the place, you know the party is FAT

Females wall to wall, got us all back to back

Rollin thicker than butter, y'know the crew never lose

And some fools is jealous, cause the women is choose

I see hard stares and the glares from the young bucks

The stank of the dank could make a elephant knees buck

I'm makin my way to the bar for some juice

when the move was interrupted by two twins

and they friends sportin body suits

They said whattup, I said whattup, and they broke it down







They said they want to do the oochie coochie and spread it 'round

I stepped back, and had to think a minute cause damn G

If you'da seen what I was seein you woulda felt weak

But I thought fast, yo black I had to pass

I hate it when I see my sister movin too fast

I know you need some knowledge of self for your young ass

Cause hoein only get your kids AIDS or crabs

But then, the funk start jumpin on the other side

Some brothers in the corner start to havin a fist fight

Gats pop, blacks drop, the party became a riot

And all because some niggaz didn't know how to act right

The fact is that it wasn't rap to blame

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