Will.I.Am - Here To Party lyrics

(Yeah, yeah... yeah, yeah... Yeah..) [Intro: will.i.am] Yo, it's the Z-I-M then to the A With Fli, Krondon, and Planet A We gon' rock it all night, then rock it all day, yo [Chorus: Krondon] Don't you act kamikaze (no no) We just came here to party (yea yea) Don't make me {*OOH!*} somebody Ladies getcha money and fellas getcha dough, let's go! [Flii] I guess it's safe to say I feel I'm due for recognition Came a long way from flippin birds in the kitchen All he want is money and a whole lot of women Sixty million cash, broads a**-naked swimmin Been in the win to the end since the beginnin 2000 fold back chronic cigarettes sittin on linen And I'm leeeean-in, Flii's the man My whip navigation's kit, I don't use my hands Now let's dance, that's for all my Knight Rider fans Need help? Filly sekkle, my car drives itself I mastered metaphor 'til it was mathematics Turn to them oohs to k** a boost sporadic My vocals'll choke you like you actually asthmatic Script writing'll flip like it's acrobatic After I'll rat-tat-tat it out the blab-blabberbox, don't trip My force is centrifugal without Masta Ace's whip [Chorus] [Planet Asia] Beats knock hard, yeah, slappin you co*k-eyed We 'bout to bubble up like a bunch of peroxide I eats me spinach 'fore I turn into Popeye A Popeye's opened and I throw up the West Side (West Siiiide~!) Now let's slide y'all, we got bank to get We the Strong Arm Steady Gang, steady man with nothin But them gangster hits, fresh coast influence We keep it movin in the party like let's do it When my clique walks past the door DUDE, it's somethin like a fashion show Ask ya folks if age got respect in the streets Up in the club who woulda thought it was my record release Necklace and piece, girl you sittin next to a beast And if I whisper in your ear, you know my message is deep Cause I'm a Super Mack, +Big Daddy+ age without the Scoob and Scrap Call me the janitor, I come through scoopin rats Will.i.am, keep comin with them stupid tracks We blow budgets like whatever, just recoup it back Out for the scratch, a house in the black A yacht and a 'Lac, keep crowds wavin like a stocking cap Think you stoppin that? Nah, not even hardly But we ain't come to lump you up, we just came to party [Chorus] [Krondon] Krondon tannenbaum, stunt when the camera's on Blunt full of Vietnan, Benz on the autobahn Royalties takin long, anyway I take it on Will make the beats, make the beats, make the beats Hittin like Sonny Liston {edited} renegade Cadillac sixteen streets down your alleyway Your crew tryin to do me like Jam-Master Jay But, y'all ain't about ya bih'ness and I can tell Then to warm my vocal chords will clog your senses With South Central's finest lyrics, seein life through the hopest Prayin they suspend the sentence So major through a ?serum? Vegas sub studios with excitement Body slam beats when I'm writin Prison yard, train hard, words for the spirit Track bumpin, club jumpin, Steady Gang, listen! [Chorus]