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Party Ain'T A Party (Queen Pen)
   
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Title: Party Ain'T A Party
Album: My Melody
Artist: Queen Pen
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featuring Teddy Riley Chorus: Teddy Riley This is how it should be done Cause this style is identical to none How can I make you dance some more (T.R.) That's what I came here for Repeat Chorus And nowwww... here's the magnificent... funkyyyyyy momma! Verse One: Queen Pen Lyrical flows like WHAT The man behind the music'll make you JUMP New Jack your Swing and make you SHAKE YOUR RUMP No Diggi-ty tellin me this is WHAT YOU WANTbass lines and snares that'll make you humpWHY Intimated by his fourteen year runWELL In ninety-seven he's a different kind of funkFUNK FUNK FUNK We pulls together like a perfect hand to tongueHAH You pressed your luck and now you faster shit be sunkZOOM Be combin through the future with your face punkedAND YOU forgot about the pastnow what you wantplatinum tracks to put you on the mapNAH Cause we gotta keep it in fam'YEAH You had your chance to be down wit da manUH-HUH So busy playa-hatin perpetratinfrauds Articulatinon his downfallTRUEyou can't take it What the deal Ma? Funky Momma blaze the track so you can feel her I'm Miggidy I'm all about the dollar bills y'allrock the Diamond Lex All that shit behind my desk is signed in checks [Teddy Riley] Do you like hits babygot em goin crazy on BlackStreet You know it's plaque time when me and the track meet Save all your wack beatsQ.P. and T.R. so precise with mics we should be surgeons in E.R. The block knows (like that) baby girl be my diamond cause she rocks shows (for Black) see my ones ain't no way that you can stop thoseLittle Man got your breath together with Queen Pen now it's hot to deathso take a look back (look back) What I didwhat I'm doinwhere I take this (take that) It's kind of simple cause a n*gga just make hits (make tracks) Peep the factskeep a stackon the Streets of Black ladies scream he's the mackcause I kicksh*t to make a fly chick you with my chickand plus funds just ridiculous cause I'm richwe are T.R. you see Q.P. That's we BlackStreetgone! (Youcan'ttakeit) And nowwwwwwwww... here's the magnificent... funkyyyyyy mommaaaaaah! [Queen Pen] Now TeddyJAMfor me ONE TIME Cross that thin line make my hips BUMP N GRIND what just happenedall this shadyness cause of platinum hits Little Man be the sh*tFunky Momma represent It ain't never been no different plus WE GOT WITNESSES to account for alla dis sh*ttest we and get yourblock knocked offUHH You can keep yappin UNTIL YOU GET HOARSE it don't matterwe don'tfollow chit chatter WE MAKE HITSand callswhen situations get thick ASK SAINT NICKabout the repoitoire For those in the pastthey know who they are If the shoe fits trustWE GON WEAR IT And we beez the baddest click up on this planet We paid the cost to be boss G*d [damn it] cause scared don't win moneyNOW DROP IT Chorus (to fade)

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