Camp Rock movie - Start The Party lyrics
rate meSong by Barron<br /><br>
I'm gettin' dressed for the jam about to jump in my Mercedes<br>
Slippin' on my dancin' shoes cuz I'm a lady of the eighties<br>
It's Friday night, I just got paid, my house is pumpin'<br>
Or listenin' to my Hammer tape, while my sound system is dumpin'<br>
Picked up my girl Salty, she was waitin' on the porch<br>
I shared my fly, fly Mercedes, yo, lit the highway like a torch<br>
On the way to pick up Spindy we raced with a 1-9-D<br>
He was a sucker duck if he thought he could buck with us in E<br>
The party started<br>
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CHORUS<br>
Let's get this party started<br>
Let's get this party started right<br>
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Rolled up at the party, saw a fella black and fine<br>
Bow-legged, high-top fade, then I said, "Yo, that one's mine"<br>
Stepped out of the ride, told the bouncer, "Hold my Benzy"<br>
Heard the bass, it was the place so I slipped my man a penny<br>
When we walked in the jam fans met us at the door<br>
They yelled, "We love you Salt and Pepa!" "Yes, we love y'all even more!"<br>
Some foul, wack, nappy bitty tried to step to Spinderella<br>
I was cool, I made my move, then I droppped her like a fella<br>
Start the party, boy<br>
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CHORUS<br>
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Now this is what you call a hip-hop beat from S and P<br>
So get out on the dancefloor, and don't even rough with me<br>
I ain't goin' for it, I ain't buyin' it so don't even try me<br>
Dance sucker, Mother Tucker can, that old lady gets busy<br>
Yeah, I don't give a damn, Salty is who I am<br>
And man, I'm gonna slam this jam, you understand?<br>
Yes, we will stay the queens no matter what the means<br>
The party started, let's get retarded, now work them bluejeans<br>
Rock the party, y'all<br>
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CHORUS<br>
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[Yo, Salt, you wanna continue the story?]<br>
Yes, I told the people move, he made a move<br>
To the stage and grabbed the mic<br>
From these stank, sorry, frauds - Run D.M.C. look-alikes<br>
Spinderella took the set, made her fingers nice and wet<br>
And you bet she made that DJ sweat, and he won't soon forget<br>
Pepa took on the speaker, bust an oh, so funky rhyme<br>
I did a step right on time and made the crowd lose their minds<br>
The whole place was on the floor, we was rockin' hardcore-core<br>
We left them wantin' more, and we headed out the door<br>
We rocked the party<br>
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CHORUS<br>
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[Thanks to Jessica for lyrics]<br>
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