Song Lyrics

Ya ya man, I just got my hair braided,
Car waxed, put on my player face,
It's 12 o clock, its time to get it on
Hey yo chaka

Midnight to fair I'm seemin, squeemin
Armed with the franklins wheelin, dealin
Got a damsel I'm peepin, not for the keepin
AHH OHH pagers beepin
When I'm out there seekin, creepin
Chicken heads weak'n your girl I be freakin
Since your man, he be sleepin,
Girl stop your weepin
Later we be raisin the ceilin

(chaka)
Oh oh ohhhhhhhhh hooooo
I get my party on (party onnnnn)
Until the early morn (early morn)(uh uh uh uh)
I get my party on (yo)
We gonna party til the break of dawnnn

Mommy with the thick thighs
Curvy on the hips
Gotta broad tongue type
Baby you the shhhh
Here to give a good time
Pickin up your corsage
Later in the pulmaride
Your the players pick
Rollin with the big dogs
Hangin with my clique
Punk you betta think twice
You don't want to trip
Put away your pistols
Sip up on this crystal
Catch up on the in style
Watch em hunnies there

(chaka)
Oh oh ohhhhhhhhh hooooo
I get my party on (party onnnnn)
Until the early morn (early morn)
I get my party on (thats right)
We gonna party til the break of dawnnn

Yo
Hot chicks and fish net stockins
Fake breast and tummy tuckin
Low rider jeans are rockin
Know who the dudes be cockin
Hot cars and roads be block n'
We ball so girls be flockin
A lot a cherries poppin
Upstairs where boots be knockin

(chaka)
Hooooo
I get my party on (party onnnnn)
Until the early morn (early morn)(uh uh uh)
I get my party on (thats right)
We gonna party til the break of dawnnn

Christopher Birch, Orville Burrell, Ricky Ducent, Dave Willard Anthony Kelly, Chaka Khan, Shawn Pizonia, Dave Kelly, Shaun Pizzonia, Ricardo Ducent