Party to Damascus (Remix - Squeaky Clean Edit)

Brrrr yeah ew ew ew ew yeah
It's over uh huh that's right
Missy with the preachers son uh huh ok
It's over ok I told ya yeah
Yeah
Yeah
J-clef clef let's go woo
Brrrrr
Uh oh
Yeah hey yo clef oh
Uh oh uh oh these motherf**kers ain't ready for this s**t oh
Me and clef on this track what you want
Heard you wanna battle us both I hope you don't
Hand me my mic two woofers in my trunk huh
Sound like gonk-ga-gonk-ga-gonk-ga-gonk-ga-ga-ga-gonk c'mon
I drink that Dom Perignon oh
I drink that shot of Petron to turn me on uh
I got that red eye bomb get you stoned yeah
I got them gunshots head knock 'til my bed stop
Hey I'm from a place called New Jersey
They call it the New Jerusalem
I'm only here for one night girl
I'm on the plane tomorrow
But I love the way you move girl
And do that belly dancin'
So let's play you're my teacher and won't
You give me my first lesson c'mon
I teach you what you want oh yeah
The things you need to know oh yeah
Come in and shut the door yeah
Let's get this party goin' uh huh
Baby let me show you
How you can satisfy a girl needs
Oh yeah c'mon c'mon
In the morning in the evening
In the nighttime gotta have it
It's a feeling I can't fight it
You got me speaking another language
Bo habibi Nishtage'a Bo habibi Nishtage'a
It's official raise your glasses
'Cause this party gonna go to Damascus
Yeah she said her dad's in the
Army and he's the number one sniper
And if he ever found out
He'd have me swimmin' with the fishes in the water
Now I'mma say something crazy girl I love you
I know we meeting for the first time in the club
But this feels like a deja vu
Come on
I teach you what you want oh yeah
The things you need to know oh yeah
Come in and shut the door yeah
Let's get this party goin' uh huh
Baby let me show you
How you can satisfy a girl needs
Oh yeah c'mon c'mon
In the morning in the evening
In the nighttime gotta have it
It's a feeling I can't fight it
You got me speaking another language
Bo habibi Nishtage'a Bo habibi Nishtage'a
It's official raise your glasses
'Cause this party gonna go to Damascus
Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday
Friday Saturday Sunday gotta have it
Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday
Friday Saturday Sunday gotta have it
W-Y to the clef c'mon
Boy I keep it realer than the titties on my chest yeah
Milk does your body good come on take a sip
It taste good don't it
You's a fine dreadlock come on get
How many times Missy crushed the very best
How many bombs on my Summer Funk Flex uh
As many times as Teddy Reilly said yep yep
Did you get it
I stays on your mind like a fitted uh
Like diddy make you walk for cheesecakes to the city woo
Rough chick dirty jeans ain't nothing pretty uh
Me and clef stepping to the mic to get busy c'mon
In the morning in the evening
In the nighttime gotta have it
It's a feeling I can't fight it
You got me speaking another language
Bo habibi Nishtage'a Bo habibi Nishtage'a
It's official raise your glasses
'Cause this party gonna go to Damascus
Uh oh yeah hey yo clef
Wooo
What's up Missy uh oh
You know I love ya girl Missy
Let's go uh
I got the guitar sounding like a sitar
Holy holy Jerry Wonder I need some security
Call police fades out