Partytime Lyrics - Born To Mack - Too $hort

Party time, it's party time 

Without a doubt I'm coming back and I would do it again 

You can take away my beat and touch my pen 

My name is short that's a fake because I rap so long 

Other rappers hear pop I put funk in this song 

Young tender on the floor wiggle it all 

Homeboy keeps telling her to give him a call 

He's been on her since 10 and it's almost 2 

Walking through the party with his dick on the roof 

Tryin' to catch a little freak in the mini skirt 

She can dance real nasty all the boys like her 

You can handle like a dog but you won't get game 

You'll only get dog fake number and name 

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She's a mother to be and you better believe 

You'll be looking at her mean next time you meet 

Young tender won't care she's still fine here 

You come again with your playboy line you don't stop 

The party start jumping 5 hours ago 

The mix don't stop till it's way past 4 

At 3 A.M. I hit the scene 

Buck-toothed freaks hit 3: 15 

Pull out with one ditch the other 

I jumped in my ride and I burnt rubber 

Party time, get busy, Too Short 

She's the one, love those legs danced to rockers 

But it seems like days 

Baby so fine I keep telling myself 

I want the young tender under my love spell 

She could be all mine, nothing more or less 

Life with a smile never, ever depressed 

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I give her ever lasting love around the clock 

Baby doll it's you and me so just rock 

Breakdown, all you superficial rappers will cease to exist 

If I come into a party hitting' raps like this 

Though I make you feel weak when you want to be strong 

You're soft so buddy as I statin' my song 

According to the scriptures in the book of rhymes 

Biting on a line is considered a crime unintelligent? 

Yes, never fresh, Run DMC tattooed on ya chest 

I'll tell ya one time and one time only 

You might be fresh if you weren't so phoney 

The ability to rap is a gift from God if you biting 

Where you writing and it won't be bought 

At the spur of a moment I will bust a rap 

Simultaneously jammin' with the beat in the back 

Party time, get busy, party time 

Party time so get busy 

Shake it, bake it, make it, break it 

Work that body girl just don't fake it 

I'm the kinda brotha for a girl like you 

I can see in yo eyes that you know it's true 

I'm the mack and I bike from the big oak town 

Layin' track by track that vicious sound 

All you sucka emcee's hatin' my face 

Even though there's not a rapper that could take my place 

You better hunt, look, or just get took 

I know what you about see, I read you like a book 

Desperate dreams are on your mind with a 10 foot mic 

You couldn't touch my rhymes 

I don't stop rappin' don't stop cappin' 

Give me some time and you see what happens 

Party time, get busy 

So fresh to the sound 

I get down I'm so fresh from the Oakland town