The Party Continues Lyrics by Jermaine Dupri

The Party Continues Lyrics

    [intro]
    [answering machine]
    Monday, ten fifty-three a.m.

    [voice on phone]
    Jd, it's me, bree
    Call me, babe
    Havin' all them parties, us cats down here think ya'll on vacation, man
    Stop doin', man

    [jd]
    Come on
    See, i been lookin' at the game, ya know?
    And i see it ain't too many ya'll
    That can make 'em dance like i do
    (you say you wanna dance, say you wanna get down?)
    The thing what's funny is
    Ya'll got the nerve to wanna p.h.d. me
    Cuz i'm making all the money
    Ha ha ha ha ha

    [jd]
    While ya'll ride matchbox, i push the hot wheels
    Don chi-chi with the mass appeal
    Lettin' champagne spills on my house in the grill
    And all i'm about is the dolla' dolla' bill
    Makin' ya' dance every chance i get
    And hata's sayin' damn, will he ever catch bricks?
    Nah, i don't catch those, keep it ghetto
    Stayin' wit' the best hoes, on the east and the west coast
    What?

    [da brat]
    Now, e'where i pass
    They wanna see the big booty mamma
    Tapping some ass
    And whether you believe it or not
    You see us, so-so def make ya'll true believers
    My whole entourage keep it top notch
    Evidently, we push v's from bentleys to drops
    Got big things, baby
    I'm still greedy to my enemies
    I hope you keep on envying me
    Yeah, uh

    [jd]
    Whatcha'll wanna do, huh?
    Say you wanna get down, huh?
    Watcha wanna do, huh?
    Say you wanna get down, huh?

    [usher]
    All we wanna do
    (say what, say what?)
    Is party
    (uh huh, uh huh)
    With you

    [da brat]
    Who dat?
    She the one who love drama?
    Keep it heated stay undefeated from the chi comma illinois
    My crew make more noise than yours
    Fifteen a night on tour, make 'em sick with no cure
    As she sits by the bar she sips cristies
    In the midst of the party they bump hits by jd
    The b.r.a.t., we the element
    And you irrelevant
    Get down off this shit

    [jd]
    I don't pay attention to ya' hatin' and ya' bad looks
    Just think about gettin' paper like garth brooks
    Keep it off the hook
    Let the world feel the touch
    Ya'll doing too much, sayin' ya oughta see us
    It's like this here
    I rock the party with cartier wristwear
    In the six, pretty bitches with the long hair
    And i got lots of dough, lots in sto'
    C. to the e-o

    Whatcha wanna do, huh?
    Say you wanna get down, huh?
    So whatcha wanna do, huh?
    Say you wanna get down, huh?

    [usher]
    All we wanna do
    (say what, say what?)
    Is party (uh huh, uh huh)
    With you, hey

    [jd]
    See i get goosebumps when the baseline thumps
    So phat now call me professor clump
    I ain't gonna front, yeah, i like to floss
    And i ain't gotta lie about the girls i toss, you know?

    [da brat]
    Betta' ask ya' lil' man's where his dough went
    Needed mo' rent
    We got bent, you know the rest
    I split, spent some, lent some to my friends
    If you wanna get down, you gotta get in

    [jd]
    Come on
    Whatcha wanna do, huh?
    Say you wanna get down, huh?
    Now whatcha wanna do, huh?
    Say you wanna get down, huh?

    [usher]
    All we wanna do
    (say what, say what)
    I party (uh huh, uh huh)
    With you, hey

    Ay, yeah
    Ay, yeah (ooh)
    Ay, yeah
    Ay, yeah

    Ay, yeah
    Ay, yeah, hey
    Ay, yeah
    Ay, yeah

    [jd]
    Said all i wanna do is make ya dance wit' me
    Make you dance wit' me
    See all i wanna do is make ya dance wit' me
    Dance wit' me
    Is that aight?

    All i wanna do is make ya dance wit' me
    Dance wit' me
    See all i wanna do is make ya dance wit' me
    Is that aight?
    Come on

    [usher]
    Ay, yeah (come on)
    Ay, yeah (come on)
    Ay, yeah (come on)
    Ay, yeah
    Ay yeah
    Ay yeah
    Ay yeah
    Ay yeah


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