Let's kick it like this, ah yeah
  We gotta kick it like this, ah yeah
  We need to kick it like this, ah yeah
  We gonna kick it like this, ah yeah
    (And let me tell ya, girl, I'm a party animal, see?
  Word, and I need a man that can hang with this thing
  You know what I'm sayin'?
  Oooo, child, I know what you're sayin'
    Hey ladies! I said homegirls!
  We've been goin' for the dog-doo
  It's gettin' to be a real drag around here, you know what I'm sayin'?
  A woman can't do nothin' no more, man
  We've got to let the fellas know what they can do for us)
    As the smoke clears you can hear
  And the ringing in your ears just disappears
  Your body's soft, but you still want more
  You might end up as a casualty on the dance floor
  I'm an addict, strung out on dopeness
  But you can't chew, sniff, or smoke this
  If you wanna get high step by the speaker
  And overdose on somethin' sweeter
  Do you suffer from migranes or other pains
  That's caused by stress and strain? Brother, refrain
  You came to the right place to get your head straight
  The cure's for sure, the beat's the bait
  I won't wait for the crowd to get loud or rowdy
  I enjoy my life cuz I like to party
    [CHORUS]
  I like to party, night and day
  I like to party in every way
  I like to party, I can't stop
  I like to party till I drop
  [Repeat]
    We're steppin' on the case, watch your face
  Don't like the pace then leave the place
  It's Ladies Night, yeah, and we hype
  Heels, shirt, tights, and a mic
  Like three the hard way we're doin' it our way
  Rollin' and gettin' funky like Kid 'N Play
  See her over there behind the phonograph
  She's a psychopath, I make the breaks last
  A Salt and Pepa parade this is
  So march on the dance floor with his
  Arms wrapped real tight around your body
  And you'll understand why
    [CHORUS]
    (Make it funky, Pep)
    Oh, I feel hot then again why not
  This ain't pop, it's hip-hop
  And got a lot to rock to, dip and dop to
  You don't have to, but you probably want to
  It makes you laugh because it's really fun to
  Twist your tongue and exercise your lungs to
  Tonight on the mic we're showing
  We're strong enough for a man, but made for a woman
  Hey you! Where do you think you're goin'?
  Yo, Stan, my man, keep the horns blowin'
  Havin' a good time ain't no crime
  When the joint is jumpin' and people are dancin'
  Everyone does it, now it's no sin
  Yo, I just did it, and I'm ready to do it again and again and again
    [CHORUS]
    (Wait a minute...
  Now I think it's time we give the drummer
  Some of this funky groove we got here
  You ain't got to throw no solo in, brother
  Just keep what ya got
  Yo, turn it loose cuz it's a mutha
    Now when I count to four I want y'all to chill
  And let the drummer get ill
  And when I count to four I want y'all to come back in once more
    It's in my feet, feels so sweet)
  Said it's in my feet, feels so sweet
  It's in my shake, oooo, but it work me to death
  Said it's in my shake, but it work me to death
  I want the floor, I wanna rock the floor
  C'mon, y'all - 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - hit it!
    [drum solo]
    (Ain't it good to ya?
  Uh, ain't it good to ya?)