Where the Party At (feat. Nelly)

C'mon, c'mon, yeah, c'mon, yeah

Uh, oh

(Uh, oh, oh, oh, oh)

Uh, oh

(Uh, oh, oh, oh, oh)

Uh, oh

(Uh, oh, oh, oh)

If the party's where you're at then let me know

Don't be trippin' when you see us in the club

Just show a little love, represent your side like me

'Cause 'round here if you slick you pick a hot one

Ride shotgun, couple of 'em got one

Belvedere in the rear of the club, pulled up on dubs

And we 'bout two go and buy the bar up

So So, for sure we ain't playin', hang with no lames

Hit the park and sayin...

Ay, where the party at?

Girls is on the way, where the Bacardi at?

Bottles and models talkin' all of that

You know I can't forget about my thugs

(Where the party at?)

And all my girls

(Where the party at?)

Off in the club

(Where the party at?)

If the party's where you're at let me hear you say

Uh, oh

(Uh, oh, oh, oh, oh)

Uh, oh

(Uh, oh, oh, oh, oh)

Uh, oh

(Uh, oh, oh, oh, oh)

Uh, oh

If the party's where you're at just let me know

All the girls in the club in they best outfits

Just showin' that skin tryin' to make a nigga wanna spit

Where you been girl? You and your friend

Need to come to the back

Where we got it locked down at

In your white T-shirt, or a three piece suit

Don't matter what you wear

All that matters is who you with

Some jiggy and some are straight grindin'

All up in the club just to have a good time

Ay, where the party at?

Girls is on the way, where the Bacardi at?

Bottles and models talkin' all of that

You know I can't forget about my thugs

(Where the party at?)

And all my girls

(Where the party at?)

Off in the club

(Where the party at?)

If the party's where you're at let me hear you say

Uh, oh

(Uh, oh, oh, oh, oh)

Uh, oh

(Uh, oh, oh, oh, oh)

Uh, oh

(Uh, oh, oh, oh, oh)

Uh, oh

If the party's where you're at just let me know

Just show me where that party at dirty

Somewhere where it's crackin' right around one thirty

Never get stuck to early, comin' as is, hey, do-rags and Tims

I'm rollin' past his, his little Jag and Benz

With the Rolls, not the one with the stem, the one with the rims

The one that seem to make more enemies then friends

I'm slidin' in past doors, both eyes closed

Both arms froze, both charms froze

With the S-O-S-O, D-E dot F

I'm buyin' bottles, bottles, until it ain't none left

I'm quick to go left, I blaze with no rep

I jams more than Def, baby show me the club

I'm like, hey, where that Bacardi at?

Come and mix it with the Cris', baby, what's wrong with that?

We in the V.I.P. twisted, down right spliffed it

Two way and shit, actin' like they missed it (Missed it)

Ay, where the party at?

Girls is on the way, where the Bacardi at?

Bottles and models talkin' all of that

You know I can't forget about my thugs

(Where the party at?)

And all my girls

(Where the party at?)

Off in the club

(Where the party at?)

If the party's where you're at just let me know

Uh, oh

(Uh, oh, oh, oh, oh)

Uh, oh

(Uh, oh, oh, oh, oh)

Uh, oh

(Uh, oh, oh, oh, oh)

If the party's where you're at, let me hear you say

Uh, oh

(Uh, oh, oh, oh, oh)

Uh, oh

(Uh, oh, oh, oh, oh)

Uh, oh

(Uh, oh, oh, oh, oh)

If the party's where you're at, then let me know

Left side, just put your hands up, throw 'em up

Right side, just put your hands up, throw 'em up

Everybody, put your hands up, throw 'em

When the beat come back around, everybody do it again

Do the Eastside run this mutha for ya? (Hell, yeah)

Do my Southside run this mutha for ya? (Hell, yeah)

And them haters ain't hittin' on, ain't talkin' bout us

And they look like

If the party's where you're at let me hear you say