| Letras de Canciones de Will Smith | | |
| Artista: Will Smith |
| Album: Lost And Found |
| Canción: Party starter |
| | [CHORUS]
Git on the floor!!!!! Whoa! I´m the Party Starter,
You might have a good time but we party harder
So, tell the DJ to play my song
& we could dance all night to the early mornin´
Oh! I´m the Party Starter,
You might have a good time but we party harder
So, tell the DJ to play my song
& we could dance all night to the early mornin´
Dance, an aphrodisiac
Women gyrating, simulating sensual acts
To stimulating musical tracks
I thought I was just gon´ come out tonight & get a brew & relax
But no! Uh uh, when you´re the party starter
It´s like you´re on call, you´re what the doctor ordered
It´s like you gotta block the border to the door
& shock em when it´s boring....
GIT ON THE FLOOR!!
Ughh, it´s the groovicide bomber, mic in my vest
Tight, strapped to my chest
Like, I´ma run up in the party hollerin´
& be like "Ohhh!", fulfillin´ my callin´
Big! (Big), Will! (Will), that´s my name, whoop!
Writin´ rhymes, that´s my game, whoop!
Ask me again and I´ll tell you the same, whoop!
Just write ya number down right next to ya name, girl
[CHORUS]
He was raised in the days when the roof was raised
Every rap occasion, new & amazing
The back of the stage amazed and gazin´
Prayin for the day they would one day praise him
Studied the ways of the game & made it
Came through the maze & the haze & played it perfect
Days any person hated & cursed him, he was unfazed
He waited, it was worth it, he never retaliated
He saved it, slavin´, on the road blazin´
Days when he was low, nothin´ could raise him
He came to the show & somethin´ uncaged in him
Like the pope, but its party crusade, I´m like braids that´s never gon´
fade (ya heard)
I´m like, 23´s on an Escalade, throw me into the rave
like you threw a grenade - BOOM!!
[CHORUS (2x)]
I call for the days of the unadulterated
When the artistry was cultivated
You know, back when rap was smart and multilayered
We could rap without A&Rs& ultimatums (damn)
Now today I could say I long for the days when the party was all about
partyin´
I was a mini-party starter then
My mind bends when I call my pen
The big question should I run the mind a vittle
Food for thought or dumb the rhyme a little
But Will "if you come to high that´ll alienate folks & they won´t buy
it"(yo),
Look, people getting trapped in the track
& they be clappin´, even when the rappin´ is wack
Yo, what happened, when did we get happy wit that?
He´s old-fashioned (yup), but let´s be happy he´s back
(Ya heard me!)
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