[Hook: Mistah F.A.B.] Hey look I'm only in town for a night And when I pull up man the crowd get hyped And everybody love me, the browns to the whites You live like a movie but a movie my life
[Chorus] I'm the life of the party (Every time I show up) I'm the life of the party (Every time I blow up) I'm the life of the party (Every time I show up) I'm the life of the party (Every time I blow up)
[Bridge: Mistah F.A.B.] Now go and roll up the Swisher But don't drink all my liquor You know it's all good my nigga Give me one second, I'll pose for your picture Like cheese, cheese, cheese, cheese, cheese, cheese Now everybody just freeze, freeze, freeze, freeze Now DJ bring the music please
[Too Short] I'm the life of the party It don't take much, for me to get started Every time you see me, I'm with a bunch of girls Straight to the table, in my own world The ballplayers know me, movie stars too See my homie Snoop, we doin' what we do Don't matter where we at, Miami or Vegas Every time you ask me, yeah I'm a player (Beotch) Cause I'm the life of the party I got ten bad bitches, actin' retarded I'm tryin' to meet a few new ones What's up with you girl, maybe we can do somethin' Do you drink, do you smoke? I could tell by your purse and your shoes you ain't broke Hang with me, the first thing you do is get stuck Take you somewhere, later on you'll get fucked, beotch!
[Snoop Dogg] I've been trappin' all day, gettin' paper Headed to the club in my brand new scaper Gators on my feet, money in my pocket I gotta do a show so you know I'm bout to rock it See my homie Short, layin' low-key I strolled over to him, and passed him the bleezy Dogg y dog, anything goes Snappin' my fingers, crackin' at some hoes What do ya know, I'm in The A gettin' play all day A lot of y'all wanna ball and try to walk this way Y'all want that shine-shine but that's all mine I'm bonafied, qualified to have a hot damn time Now listen, get the picture, and take a picture of me quick See cause tomorrow I got a new city that I'm gon' hit A double whammy, right before I do the Grammy's I do a show with Puff Daddy way out in South Miami
[Outro: Too Short] Count 'em man... There's about 12, 13, 14 bad bitches It's me, two of my homies... Drinkin', we smokin' I see all the ballers in the house, what's up mayne? They doin' it big over there too, but you know mayne If I wasn't here, it wouldn't be the same Cause I'm the life of the party baby I hope you feel the same way about yourself, beotch!
Writer/s: CALVIN BROADUS, STANLEY COX, ELIJAH MOLINA, TODD SHAW
Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., FAEVA AFTA MUSIC
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Who writes a song about a name they found in a phone book? That's just one of the everyday things these guys find to sing about. Anything in their field of vision or general scope of knowledge is fair game. If you cross paths with them, so are you.
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