It's Time 2 Party Lyrics - 5 Classic Albums - Epmd

It's, time, to, party 

"Now that I got your attention again I want to" 

Party, party, party, party 

Get up, shake your butts, feel the rhythm of the cuts 

Walk around and strut, then a brother push up 

And start talkin, girls and boys are hawkin 

EPMD is live from New York and 

Now I'm bout to rip house, straight up and jump 

Move your body, as the bass pumps and thumps 

This jam, is a crowd mover 

For the girl and the boy with the funky dope maneuver 

Or for a so-called dancing machine 

Cause this record, is strictly for the club scene 

Get Off the Wall, this ain't Michael Jackson 

It's eighty-nine, it's time for some action 

Like dips and dope backflips 

While the girlies are movin, and groovin they hips 

Enough booty, you could be waxin 

Instead you in the corner, maxin and relaxin 

Get up, and move your body 

'Cause party people 

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It's time to party 

It's time to party 

It's time to party 

It's time to party 

Yo P break it down 

Yeah 

"Uno, dos, tres, cuatro" 

It's time to party 

It's time to party 

Yo P break it down 

Photos 

Yeah 

It's Friday night, no work til Monday 

To top it off you just got paid 

So you step to the club, boys and girls are GQ 

Before you go in, you drink a brew or two 

Strobelight spinnin, people grinnin 

You're coolin at the bar, drinkin vodka and gin and 

Your body gets warm, your adrenaline is flowin 

People on the dancefloor sweatin and yellin ho and 

You see this fly cutie 

With crazy hips, plus a nice fine booty 

Your mind gets to scheamin, you start dreamin 

The liquor starts talkin, you get more self esteem and 

You step to this lady, "May I have this dance?" 

Then she takes you in your arms and she grabs your hands 

And while the disc jockey's yelling GET UP, GET UP 

GET UP, GET UP, and on the dancefloor 

The ladies are freakin moves, you never seen before 

Cut up shirts, miniskirts, the whole works 

Squeakin moves that make you squint and say 

"Damn that must hurt" stomachs are showin, aces blowin 

And while you're havin fun, spendin your dough and 

You reach into your pockets, you reach deeper 

And off goes your money beeper 

Which means you're runnin low on the dough 

So you cool with the drinks and you limit your hoes 

You grab a seat in the corner, and play low key 

Askin yourself over and over how you spent a G 

Don't worry now, worry on Monday 

And get back on the dancefloor 

It's time to party 

It's time to party 

It's time to party 

It's time to party