For My People

Uh, yo
This is for my motherfuckin' clubheads, you feel me (fuck, yeah)?

People, gangsta's 'n pimps 'n people
Smokin' that lethal reefer
Up in the club, the speaka's
High hats and base 'n tweeta's
DJ is jockin' needles
Sweat 'til I catch a feva'
Call me the illest diva
Yo, I'm on fire!

People, go 'head 'n drink-up
Get in the club, get fucked-up
See me, you got to get lucked-up
Someone to touch 'n rub-up
Show me some love
Strip off your clothes 'n take off your socks

The party's jumpin', I see something fine (ooh)
Boy, I wanna kiss you, but I'm just too shy (too shy)
Let me dance with you, let me wear you out (out)
Here's a glass of orange juice, let's go X-it-out

The music's bangin', way down in my soul (soul)
When you dance behind me, I lose all control (oh)
Make me grind my hips, make me move my waist (my waist)
When the music comes on, you take my breath away

This is for my people, my party people
This is for my people, my mothafuckin' people
C'mon, c'mon, get down, get, get on down
C'mon, c'mon, get down, get, get on down down
This is for my people, my party people
This is for my people, my ecstasy people
C'mon, c'mon, get down, get, get on down
C'mon, c'mon, get down, get, get on down

(Oh, the bar) I'm at the bar now, and I'm buying drinks (uh-huh)
And I got this feeling, and it's all over me (ooh)
I wanna dance with you and lick your face (ooh)
Take me on the dancefloor, to feel some ecstasy

The vibe is right now, and I'm 'bout to score (score!)
Mr. DJ, can you play this joint, once more (ow!)?
'Cause I see the man I want, I want him, right away (ah)
I'ma look him right in his face 'n say: Dance with me

This is for my people, my party people
This is for my people, my mothafuckin' people
C'mon, c'mon, get down, get, get on down
C'mon, c'mon, get down, get, get on down get on down
This is for my people, my party people
This is for my people, my ecstasy people
C'mon, c'mon, get down, get down
C'mon, c'mon, get down, get, get on down

Freak that, come here, baby, grab me from the back
Baby, you da mack, and you know that
Put the needle on the track, skip that, flip that
Bring the beat back
Oh, freak that, come here, baby, grab me from the back
Baby, you da mack, and you know that
Put the needle on the track, skip that, flip that
Bring the beat back

Uno, dos, tres (uno, dos, tres)
Uno, dos, tres (uno, dos, tres)
Uno, dos, tres (uno, dos, tres)
Uno, dos, tres (uno, dos, tres)

Can't stand when a nigga fuckin'-up my plans
All night, liquored-up, while I'm trynna' dance
Drunk and his breath stink, freaky with his hands
Cocky wit' his mouth, please, like he got a fan?
Can't stand when a bitch all in my sight
I don't even know her 'n she all-up in my light
Givin' me the side-eye, like she wanna fight
Philly known for boxin', bitch betta' get it right

Can't stand when a DJ fuckin' up the song
Know I'm trynna' shake my ass, all night long
Cuttin'-up the same shit, all night long
High 'fo' I got there, now my shit is blown
Can't stand when it ain't jumpin' like I want
Cats that try to stop my fun, take away my blunt?
I don't give a fuck, he ain't gon' take away my fun
See him when this shit is over, make a nigga run, uh

This is for my people, my party people
This is for my people, my mothafuckin' people
C'mon, c'mon, get down, get on down
C'mon, c'mon, get down, get on down down
This is for my people, my party people
This is for my people, my ecstasy people
C'mon, c'mon, get down, get on down
C'mon, c'mon, get down, get on down