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The Party - Summer Vacation (1990) (HQ)
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INTERPRÉTATION
The Party
The Party
Interprète
Louis Russell
Louis Russell
Guitare
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Albert Fields
Albert Fields
Composition
Chase Hampton
Chase Hampton
Composition
Damon Pampolina
Damon Pampolina
Composition
Michael Ross
Michael Ross
Composition
Peter T. Paterno
Peter T. Paterno
Composition
Matt W. Dike
Matt W. Dike
Composition
Julian Raymond
Julian Raymond
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
"The Rocket" Ricky Ross
"The Rocket" Ricky Ross
Production
Thomas Grimley
Thomas Grimley
Ingénierie
Brian Foxworth
Brian Foxworth
Ingénierie

Paroles

Here we go, here we go, here we, here we go Yo man, Al? (what's up, D?) Is school bugging you like it's bugging me? (ooh, indubitably!) Man, I tell you, you know, it's just all these finals I'm ready for summer, I'm ready for the good times Stupid rhymes, and all the females out there, you know? Well, I understand what you're saying So why don't we just kick the ballistics and cold get stupid? Yeah, I know what you're saying because you know, just the other day, yo I was clowning in class like I usually do Girls on my tip, that ain't nothing new Haven't hit a book since I don't know when Looks like a cram sessions about to begin, now Everyone's sweating 'cause finals are here But I'm getting real psyched because summer's near I started my own countdown, it's in effect With just one week 'till yo, I jet Gotta get up, gotta get out, gotta get down Time to go out and have some fun (tune in, groove on, bust out) Gotta break away from this day-to-day Gotta get away on a summer vacation (tune in, groove on) Yeah, yeah, yeah (bust out) Gotta get up, gotta get out, gotta get down Time to go out and have some fun (tune in, groove on, bust out) Gotta break away from this day-to-day Gotta get away on a summer vacation (tune in, groove on) Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah (bust out) Ooh yeah Hey, yeah Ooh, yeah, yeah Woah-woah-oh Got summer fever, can't pay attention Girls in bikinis make me lose direction One more tardy and I'm on suspension Was spotted at the beach and now I'm in detention Can't be doing time 'cause I'll lose my tan Summer school's not in the master plan Got places to go, my homies and me And wherever we are will be the place to G Gotta get up, gotta get out, gotta get down Time to go out and have some fun (tune in, groove on, bust out) Gotta break away from this day-to-day Gotta get away on a summer vacation (tune in, groove on) Ooh yeah (bust out) Gotta get up, gotta get out, gotta get down Time to go out and have some fun (tune in, groove on, bust out, do it) Gotta break away from this day-to-day Gotta get away on a summer vacation (tune in, groove on) Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah (bust out) Yeah, yeah Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah It's summer, that means it's party time Me and the crew checking out fly behinds Hot sun, hot buns, it's a stone situation Yo Al, let's take a vacation Tune in, groove on, bust out Yo, summer, I'm down with that scene And when I get away, I like to do the wild thing Can't stop a hip-hop, full of party 'till we drop Yo D, yo, we gotta make a buddy stop Tune in, groove on, bust out Tune in, groove on, bust out, bust out Gotta get up, gotta get out, gotta get down Time to go out and have some fun Gotta break away from this day-to-day Gotta get away on a summer vacation Yeah, yeah Gotta get up, gotta get out, gotta get down Time to go out and have some fun (tune in, groove on, bust out, how ya livin'?) Gotta break away from this day-to-day Gotta get away on a summer vacation (tune in, groove on) Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah (bust out) Yeah, yeah Yo man, it's summertime coming up, and I'm ready to just chill, you know? Cold get stupid, like I said before (that's right, and get a tan and just) Like Eazy-Duz-It says, we're gonna do it easy I heard that! We outta here! Tune in, baby, groove on, and bust out, bust out All the fly fellas, peace Sexy ladies in bikinis, my number is 1-900-All-Night
Writer(s): Matt Dike, Michael Ross, Julian Raymond, Damon Pampolina, Peter Paterno, Albert Fields Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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