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Where The Party At Lyrics - The Mail Man - E-40

[Computer voice] 

Where's the party at 

[Verse 1] 

Forget it man, I can't lie 

I'm drunk as a skunk but I'm nothin' funk 

I shoots the game, the gift I spit 

The gift of gab boy, the gift is ripped 

Deal with the skill that makes ya feel it 

Those that don't wanna feel it need to kill it 

Knows that I can giddy go 

When it's time to get on the M-I-C-R-O-P-H-O-N-E 

It's me the hustler 40 

With them raggedy seperaters as if it was funky 

A brother like me don't hang around no suckers that be faulty 

I be puttin' the group up in the boot 

Be puttin' the peas up in the pod 

Left the cookies in the jar, now I'm a rap star 

The rapologist, I pull a 40 out of my ball cap 

Then I bust ya down side of this 

Cause partner ain't never been no punk in this 

I'm so serious brother, I got meals, wheels 

And about seven thousand dollars worth of bills 

Givin' up deals, hills let em' go for a lil' nothin' 

As I showcase my skills for real 

[Hook x2] 

There's a party over here, a party over there 

A party everywhere... put ya hands up 

There's a party over here, a party over there 

A party everywhere 

[Verse 2] 

Pullin' up in the club about eleven 

I plays my feet and hit the beat and kept it revvin' 

I got a lil' doja that I'm fixin' to break down 

Roll em' up in a zag, lick em' stick em' and clown 

I'm fully dig with a dick, my game is on hit 

I got tipped so I tip cause I'm livin' with this 

Game tight with the knack, I'm pullin' in scratch 

They better have a tight grip on they stuff cause I'm bout to snatch 

Your batch if she wants it she'll be mine in the Cutlass 

Puffin' on some of this chronic while I'm gettin' straight laced 

Heard about the drought season, they be lookin' for a reason 

It's like Thanksgiving without the feastin' 

Extra manish how I'm livin' and my name is groupie 

It's Mr. 30-30 givin' up game to all you hoochies 

b*tches always splittin' stick the wood but sometimes wouldn't 

Suckin' and grabbin' my little pecker 

Talkin' about sick on my gold better 

I remember when carts was Barbie cut before I was in junior high 

All they wanted to do is kiss and let me play with they vagina 

I got my freshen up, I put on my chucks, also down with pluck 

Th finest watch on the playground, the one with the big ass butt 

40 I love you, I miss you, I need you 

And retrospect to who 

b*tch come anew, b*tch come anew 

[Hook x2] 

[Verse 3] 

Cause we made like thugs 

Get juiced in the parking lot before we go up in the clubs 

Hugs and kisses, gotta make sure we got our gloves 

Hugs and kisses, E-40 can't be on any more 

Hugs and kisses, straight to the bar no time to waste 

Kickin' em' back while they take the place 

Order me a shot of that liquor to taste 

Thinkin' they about to beat my face 

Oh no, I'm nothin' but a professional 

Oh no, we're nothin' but professionals 

Hoochies all in my face with some of that dope water 

Brothers already purple off some of that soap water 

So I'ma make a toast to the most 

Mobbish lookin' brothers in this by midnight 

Cause brothers gotta get the sh*t that's really in man 

Batches on our jock, batches on our jock 

Mind teachin' things to these brothers 

Cause that's us, Captain Save a botch 

They wanna be like big boys and sport big loot 

They wanna be like big boys and sport fresh suits 

I got love for D-Boys cause D-Boys got love from me 

I got love for D-Boys cause D-Boys got love from me 

I got love for D-Boys cause D-Boys got love from me 

I got love for D-Boys cause D-Boys got love from me 

[Hook x2] 

[Outro] 

We in this baby boy swervin' 

E-40 in the mob scene 

And I'm still down with The C-L-I-C-K 

Comin' yo way in the 94 

Then 95, it don't stop boy ain't no jive 

Sell the rest of them tapes boy 

Where the deposit at, where mine at 

Oh for real, I'm out 

[Computer voice repeated to fade] 

Where's the party at... Where's the party at 

Where's the party at, where's the party at, where's the party at 

 

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