![Listen to Life Of The Party (feat. Skills & Carlitta Durand) [Remix] by Little Brother](/mkimage/image/thumb/Music124/v4/dd/5a/9a/dd5a9aa4-619a-6be9-2b62-bb23ad6fada4/194690446047_cover.jpg/1275x1275bb-60.webp "Listen to Life Of The Party (feat. Skills & Carlitta Durand) [Remix] by Little Brother")
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Little Brother
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Patrick Douthit
Songwriter
P. Coleman
Songwriter
Phonte
Songwriter
T. Jones
Songwriter
Dominick Lamb
Songwriter
D. Lewis
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nottz
Producer
Lyrics
Girl, whatchu MEAN you don't recognize me?!
I'm only the biggest rap star in yo' apartment complex, eh! (Hahaha!)
OH! Uh, uh... and another one
My **** Nottz on the beat...uh, and another one, c'mon
Everybody stop the presses
Make way for the talk of the town
Cause I'm the life of the party
Take a look at me now!
Uh, I'm the cow's milk, I'm the bee's knees
I'm the life of the party, you know you see me
And all my team in harmony like the Bee Gees
Our name in bright lights like it's 3D
People stop and stare, "Look what them boys got"
We cain't afford Cris', frontin like we boycott
We on the same page, we all on one accord
Little do they know we all came in one Accord
And them people get sad cause they thank we should be mad
At all them **** wit big money and big chains
But the way I see it, as long as I don't blow
Each and ev'ry year, I'll be the next big thang!
Ten years later, **** still on the verge
Same gray Nissan sittin on the curb
I know, you was thankin it'd be gettin on my nerves
But maaan, goddamn, this feeling is superb!
It's giving me the urge, to write this
Even though I say it in jest, I'm not jokin in fact
Some **** spend they lifetime tryna headline
But it's so much better bein your opening act
So to all of my "Almost Famous" halfway
Superstar ****, we gon' rock up there
We bout to get it started, I'm the life of the party
You sheep-ass **** can shut the +flock+ up, baaah!
It's like, here we go, uh! Then we stopped
"Oh we back on?" Then the album dropped
Release date came, then the album flopped
A stale piece of gum woulda had more pop
So I'm headed right back to the shop
The new Geto Boys, yo we can't be stopped
Unless we standin outside at the spot
I hear my record playin but nobody know about, uh
Pooh and Tay, two boys from the South
Who sounds so dope when these words come out!
Standin in the cold, naw I ain't gold
But I'm on the list, now I'm gettin pissed
"Somebody's fired, who organized this?
'Getback' is a pretty cold dish!" Ha!
So we in, went my way to the bar
Had Goose lime juice, baby recognize the star
The she pointed out one to two
And ask me what I do, I'm like, "Yo, you not cute!"
I told her, "Take the look at the suit!
Wish I knew voodoo, I'd pulled a root
On you folk, make you see what I see
That Poobie is a star, he don't need TV"
Then she said she don't even need me
Picked up a drink, switched in the V.I.P., holla!
I see you laughin at me
(Ha ha-ha-ha ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
HA, ha-ha ha, ha, HAAAAAH)
Written by: D. Lewis, Dominick Lamb, P. Coleman, Patrick Douthit, Phonte, T. Jones
