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Tuxedo rap, hand clap, party people

Woo!

Whip it, whip it, whip it!

Get it, get it, get it!

Whip it, whip it, whip it!

Just get it, get it, get it!

Hey, man, we the ones who rock on the rhythm

We tearing the roof off, it’s the one that we give ‘em

Deliver the freshness, so you can go get it

Get with it, everybody, let’s up-jump the break beats

Spinning like platters, we rock on precisely

Accurate jam timing, hot for the kids

West-bounding on the track, you know just what it is

See the name on the marquee, we ‘bout to get biz

Get the girls, after-party, back at the crib

We pouring up the liquors, it’s time to have kids

I’m the fresh cut maker, fly beat creator

Corner-of-the-block-hanger, professional player-hater

Getting the job finished, we leave them with a smile

They say, «You make it funky!», been doing it all the while

Bass-lines with the left-hand scratch

Back-spin the vinyl breaks we catch

(Woo!)

The, The People Under the Stairs, they rock it fo' (sho')

Afro-Latin rap styled, kids be letting ‘em (know)

Los Angeles duo, hip the hop, good to (go)

You know my bro, smoking blunts on the (patio)

Now, dig it, listening to the crew number (one)

Who turned on the sex machine, let it (run)

Shine to the rhythm, west to east like (sun)

So have fun, Jimmy Castor we just (begun)

Blow out your lungs, hung jury, jaywalk (free)

Limo-tint MC’s, people envy the (P)

Telescope-dope star power (definitely)

Me and the homie, Christmas Michael light up the (tree)

He, he roll it like Dogtown Z and the (Boys)

Heavy D, Blue Funk, P is bringing the (noise)

Graceful poise while toys, no soul, gold-fishing like kois

We commission the Michelin, retire and roll (boy)

The-s one, Double K, pop the bubbly, party rock

Dub’ll be center the festivity, 1984, your activity

L.A. Kings are back, so come on, get with me

(Woo!)

Whip it, whip it, whip it, soul sister!

(Oy!) (C’mon!)

Just get it, get it, get it, soul sister!

(Oy!) (x2)

(Huh huh huh huh!)

I was out on a mission, hanging at night

Smoking some cheeba-cheeba and ran into a fight

Two young brothas and one got dissed

I broke up the fight and it sounded like this:

I said, «There's only one champ, everybody have fun.»

One brotha said, «Split!», I pulled out my gun

«No need to act tough, ain’t no need to boast»

I said, «I'm just the party rocka from coast to coast»

And everybody started rapping, everybody started clapping

The young man shook my hand

He said, «I didn’t wanna fight, not making a scene

It’s just I ain’t got no bread, I’m wearing some old threads»

And in the nick of a time, I sported a fresh rhyme

And at the flick of a J, he was wearing some new vines

I said, «Look, little brotha, quit fussing a mess

Try to rhyme like me, and soon, you’ll be fresh

(Woo!)

He said, «I'm Under the Stairs, not the ladder and chutes

I keep ‘em Faze-O high like Bootsy boots

Tight with the loops like Windsor knot

I’m the rap rooty-toot, all up in your thoughts

Girl, it may take money and may take time

But you will never find another MC with my rhyme

And if you do, that’s cool, you just send him my way

And if the sucka say to Double K, he wrote it yesterday

Then he’s a lying cheat, a thief and a bum

A hip-hopping lowlife, trying to live in the slums

But the real rap came here to act young

Hand clap party people say ,"Cheers!» and have fun

Just throw up your hands from side to side

And let the P vibe make you feel real live

Just throw up your hands from side to side

And let me know your alright, tonight (Woo!)

We high five with the…

Whip it, whip it, whip it, soul sister!

(Oy!) (C’mon!)

Just get it, get it, get it, soul sister!

(Oy!) (x2)

It’s the next (next) step (back) in the form of a sound

Party people, make room when we come to your town

It’s the number one sound, hottest thing around

Tuxedo rap, handclap for the people, Howie Tee

Howie Tee’s in the back with the rap to tap

Into the bassline add it to the 8-track

Huh! So take that, Howie Tee and the P

We settle the score, you need more? And that’s what we here for!

Whip it, whip it, whip it!

Just get it, get it, get it! (repeated)

Whip it on ‘em!

One time! (repeated and scratched)

Huh huh huh huh!

Whip it on ‘em!

Now, you work all day and then you take an extra job working all night… oh,

James, I’m sorry…

Baby, you say you sorry one more time, I’mma give you something to be sorry

about in here… And take your hats off in my house!

That’s what be going on sometimes, you know… to a lot of folks it ain’t been

funny, you know why? ‘Cause the dude they with ain’t laugh ‘cause they had to

pay that money… yeah! (?) Dig it? That’s going come out wears these overalls…

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