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Where the Party At (feat. Jermaine Dupri, Da Brat, R.O.C., Lil Bow Wow & Tigah) [Dupri Remix]
Jagged Edge
R&B/Soul
44,918
Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jermaine Dupri Mauldin
Vocals
Da Brat
Vocals
Bow Wow
Vocals
Tigah
Vocals
Brandon Casey
Background Vocals
Brian Casey
Background Vocals
R.O.C.
Vocals
Richard Wingo
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jermaine Dupri Mauldin
Songwriter
Bryan-Michael Cox
Songwriter
Brian Casey
Songwriter
Brandon Casey
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jermaine Dupri Mauldin
Mixing Engineer
Phil Tan
Mixing Engineer
Brian Frye
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
All I see over here ain't nothing but a lot of honeys
Lookin' for a man
And **** with a lot of money
Bottles in they hand
And short shirts, honeys tryna show that slope
Lined up tryin' to get through the velvet rope
'Cause over here when the jams drop, everybody buck
Standing on the couches like, "This our club"
Got the Bacardi and Crys'ed out, mix in your twos
Knowin' in the morning, I'ma feel the blues
But the jams keep droppin', and the drinks keep comin'
And the girls keep talkin' to me
I mean, straight poppin', everybody jumpin'
Makin' it hard for me to leave
[Verse 2]
All you gotta do is call me and I'll come runnin' to where the party at
I keep a fat **** in a backpack
Know what's happenin' in every city I'm rappin' in
If it's an after-splash, I'm the last cat in, kitten purrin'
Tight like virgin, like snow flurrin'
The party begins when the slurping ends
You do me, I do you
Spend the night with boo-boo
Let's have a private party for two
But it's gotta be bumpin' in order for me to get crunk
Run to the border for Colombians **** study horticulture
My green thumbs keep dumb, watch a Vegas, twist, done
I freak until I ****, I keep it number one
[Verse 3]
Uh-oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Uh-oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Uh-oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Uh-oh, If the party's where you're at just let me know
[Verse 4]
Here we go, how 'bout another shot of Henny
I hear the apple martini, happened to help plenty
Mami, ven aqui , the party's over here
Them hustlers, gangsters, thugs is over here
Get with us we true ballers
Like the Sixers, we all hoppin' out of sixes
Mines is black, Jermaine's is champagne
Jagged Edge
In the blue, platinum, pearl white, and green
What a sight to be seen
So-so Def's the crew, I thought you knew, it's a beautiful thing
I mean, it's nothing like us, it's true
The sun could retire if the rocks we got, got any brighter
Once I'm in then the game that I kick begin
My nickname is ESPN
Now if your jewels is blue and your goose is grey
Listen to OJ, and let's party away
[Verse 5]
Uh-oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Uh-oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Uh-oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Uh-oh, If the party's where you're at just let me know
[Verse 6]
Bump this, lil' cat got girls, cat got flow
Pull up in the party, snuck in the back door
I don't mean no harm, I just heard it was rockin'
Let me party with you till the cops come knockin'
I'm trying to see what all the fuss about
Bounce a little bit before they put me out
I'm like the sun, this little homie got beam
Got girls, twenty one, wishin' they was fourteen
That's the effect that this phenom
Bow Weezy
When I do it I do like it's for TV
They might come close but you and I both know they can't see me
I'm a So So Def representative
Young **** in the game, we was born to live
And we do what we do, we don't talk no smack
And we always know where the party at, believe
[Verse 7]
Hey, where the party at?
Girls is on the way
Where the Bacardi at?
Bottles and models talking all of that
You know I can't forget about my thugs
(Where the party at?)
And all my girls
(Where the party at?)
Up in the club
(Where the party at?)
If the party's where you're at, let me hear you say
[Verse 8]
Man, I rip flows, get dough, every time I rip shows
Rep ****, when we mash out in Chevy's and folds
**** know game, never heard it like this before
Whenever we pull up on the strip, they say, "Oh"
Chicken's know me, hundred dollar max and shorts
Tank tops, and police, if it's 'bout cash, I'm like, "Yes"
Chick, I'm on E, on everything, Me and Jagged
Every time we hit the club, get **** off the chain
And you can believe that, and if you don't
Come on down where you can see that
Anything you wanna be, best believe I bees that
Where the G's at?
Where the keys at?
Where the 22's on your SUV at?
Gotta have that from the door, gotta give you some more
Man, you think I'm pourin' on a groupie, no
Spot me with a fifth in the velvet room
Crown Royale, while J-E, spit this velvet tune, its over, dawg
Written by: Brandon Casey, Bryan-Michael Cox, Jermaine Dupri Mauldin, Nelly
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