Benzino Rock The Party(feat Mario Winans Lyrics

Rock The Party(feat Mario Winans Lyrics

[Intro]

 Yellow City, yea..

 Benzino, yea

 Yellow Man, yea..

 Young Hef, yea (that's what they call me)

 Yellow City, yea (that's where I'm from)

 Benzino, yea (my nigga)

 Young Hef, yea - c'mon rock

 

 [Verse: Benzino]

 Checkin' in the closet for my blue Velour suit

 Piping all around it wit the matchin' Timb boots

 Hop up in the wagon wit the 20 inch shoes on... (ohh)

 Riding down the street wit a twenty G stack

 Shorty paging me saying "Zino where you at?"

 Look up in the mirror 5-0 up on my back it's [sirens] uh ohh

 Pull up in the spot smoking in the parking lot

 Everybody having fun niggas don't stop

 Pray to God that I don't have to let the guns pop it's... [gunshot]

 Maybe all the girls wanna chill wit Benz and Hef

 Pushing up the bottle 'til there's no more Henny left

 Step it up to Louie now let's see what happens next... yo

 

 [Chorus (2x)]

 We gon' throw the party - rock the party

 Then drink Bakardi - freak somebody

 Then leave the party to the after party y'all... (ohh)

 

 [Verse: Benzino]

 Lookin' at the shorty wit the Frankie B. Jeans

 Thong hangin' out, butterfly belly ring

 Butter leather boots with the tassles that's mean... (ohh)

 Got up on that ass when she came up in the door

 Rock it to the beat then we took it to the floor

 DJ in the club spinnin' record back and forth {*scratching*}

 People going hard cause you know the mood is right

 Everybody screaming like they at a Tyson fight

 Young Hef in the back wit a dime lookin' tight, oh-my, ohhh

 Hit the sour diesel mami bouncin' on my lap

 VIP crowded so I take it to the back

 Up in the coat room where you find Zino at, and Mario too

 Yo (now everybody just)

 

 [Chorus (2x)]

 

 [Verse: Benzino]

 5 in the morning more drinks at the crib

 Whatchu waitin' for? mami get your ass in!

 Hop up in the coupe, girls riding wit my friend

 "Y-y-y-y-yo, y'all follow us, follow us"

 Rollin' through the city wit the CD on blast

 Pull up at the mansion had to dip up in the stash (yea)

 Scene lookin' sexy shorty got a fat ass, oh-my-God

 Step up in the place everybody gettin' wet

 Sweatin' on the floor dancin' like they havin' sex

 Poppin' Champagne taking bottles to the neck, uh uh uh, yea (c'mon)

 Lookin' at my Jacob it's about that time

 Suns comin' up bout to close the blinds (yea)

 This is how we do almost everyday

 Now meet me upstairs wit Courvoisier, yo

 

 [Chorus (2x)]

 

 [Bridge (2x)]

 What is a party if it don't rock?

 We just gon' proceed to make it hot

 A Yellow City party no it don't stop

 We gon' rock...

 

 C'MON!!

 

 [Chorus (to fade)]