A wILd PaRtY cypha

[mimic truce]

GoT FisT in The air, jusT missing The Chair

Finger's Up, Then Damn IT, ITs Crazy in Here

Nas OuT Em Speakers, Yeah we all Feelin IT sTill

One Cloud To The darkness smokin, feeling To Chill

ITs ass everywhere, caTs dizzY, Tryin To Find mrs

Touchin one, iTs noT hun buT Thinking, hopin she missed iT

ITs haTers in The misT ,n RaTS be SniTchin , hope u goT biscuiTs

Cos all IT Takes is ThaT soUnd, To make more murders a mysTic

LeTs paRTY...............

[ollydave]

I've joined in...i'm now in this wild party cypha

i'm tighter than the world's best choir

I'm ollydave representing for my city IB

I hit the clubs and do bottle corks without I.Vs

when i grab d M I C..I shoot like a beretta

and dont try to stop me cos i get better with the weather

cos u know my state (Oyo) we are the pace setters

we race better than u guys from the main center

shake ya tail feathers, i give u a rhyme for each time u blink

picture me with a bottle of a ponche drink



Ollydave.

[Nu'Rudeen]

i'm all icey bringing the christmas a couple months earlier

pinky and wrist glow my neck froze call me a true player

derrty south this is how we do it

speek of the creek ASB where groove be fluid

coming all times of the day all manners

All Sorts of Ballers big hummers

h3 escalades jaguars air force ones just for the haters

brown timbs jerseys fitteds new era i feel ya

100 grand in the rubber band flashing a lot of azikiwe

the club is more star studded than the milky way

pass the bottle fill the glasses up everythings on me

declaring for the chairmen and hotties

Dj spinning the right joints we all moving bizzy bodies

so bend down low on the floor baraje like the man they call R.U.G.G.E.D

[mimic truce]

pop the host nikka then toss the toast

top to bottom, my nikka peep my roc do the boast

..... flash my grill....hot

shorties melt when i past they chill

mask is trill, daps wit ma mans then they gotta pass the bills

class for real, its drugz in my raps n has that mass appeal

n thats just real, pedal do the gas, n blast fast witha squeel

michelin peel and the grass ash the breeze

hands wrists must have the freeze

like its pause in shorty's mind, ass is grease

yeah, that man has the cheese, stabb ass n white the cheeks

smite, they peeps like fight for my jazz, its like saadiqs

the one rocking the party, ya'll like adlibs

[Manoozy]

This ain't church~but the parkin' lots full~Gosta be another naija party

Ladies wearin' damn near nothin'~but the blunt smoke gots me seein' the entrance hardly

Give me Bob Marley so I can Show luv to the beat/

While the rhythm chains the floor to the sole of my feet/

Till u're ears are makin' luv~to the lyrics that the speakers leak/

Hene-ssy~mixed with coke/

Makes the party live with "action"/

All the thug's r meetin'-up~with Beyonces and Janet Jacksons/

Whose askin'~for problems/

Cuz u won't find em' here/

All the homies r @ the bar~orderin' liquor shots and beers/

The New Years fast approachin'/

And the semester's almost done/

Lets have fun~Don't be mad if the "bouncer" takes that gun/

"Cuz" we don't want no "Blood"~scattered all over your shirt/

B'cos u thought it was okay~To put my kinfolk in the dirt/

So Forget work, kids and studies/

All the "fellaz"~come meet the "Honeyz"/

This party is on me~so feel free to drink-up all the Crys and Bubb-ly/

Ladies dancin'~lookin' love-ly/

With their thighs~all nice and naked/

Braided hair all tight and neat~with a dash of that pretty fragrance/

Whose in "charge"~of the "table"?!/

I mean the one that "spins" the "re-cords"/

Lets say we turn up Busta Rhymes~till all the dimes complain their "neck hurt"/

Lyrical expert~like Dextor's Lab measures/

Turns clever words~into a mountain of treasure/

Mic successor~professor of webster~finesser of "ladies" who win the Best-Dresser...its a cypha right-AwOOf!!!

[siege]

hot girls nibbling my neck/ a couple more giving me head

what kinda party is this?100 started it and left

no we gotta dis horny cheekalas on our own

gotta get outta her these cheeks aint even 18{grown?)

[mimic truce]

[quote name="mimic truce"]pop the host nikka then toss the toast

top to bottom, my nikka peep my roc do the boast

..... flash my grill....hot

shorties melt when i past they chill

mask is trill, daps wit ma mans then they gotta pass the bills

class for real, its drugz in my raps n has mass appeal

n thats just real, pedal do the gas, Im fast witha squeel

michelin peel and the grass smash ashing the breeze

panTs is cRease, hands wrists have the freeze

pause in shorty's mind,now her ass is grease

yeah, that man has ThaT cheese,

max The lease, she know i stabb ass n white the cheeks

smite, they peeps like fight for my jazz, its like saadiqs

plus I'm one rocking the party, ya'll like adlibs[/quote]



Flashing lighTs, IT's a flash Dance TonighT

ass PanTs delighT, Yo mans lance hands impoliTe

GoT cans jamin 4 hieghT

STanding SlanT damn IT ITs alrighT

I'll hand em a lighT, pluck and slam hand em iF noT

BreaTh man em, caughT up?

TexT ram em, whaTs up?

pose candid, holla!

my Force came in, no lah!

scoop 1, scoop 2, scoop 3 n roll ouT

ShiT, smooTh swag The canvas, Ya'll know we was ouT.

[siege]

no doubt bout it, mimic's a party freak

got them hot girls dancin at his knees,

where the drinks at? bartender.. come fill my cup

aint leavin till am fucked up..... crazed and drunk

hear them lonely mamas.. makin cat calls?

must be fuckin lonely..... but i sure aint goin make dat fall

my brainis spillin, must be the don P

mixed with kparaga........damn.. i can hardly see

[cue_s]

jst got here n this partybe off da hook

aint leaving till i gat dem chicks screaming 4 mur

spreading dem legs like da be pornstars

feelng on my dick like a bar of mars

damn am so high i feel like am a stove

dis party so tyte like a glove

[stan]

shake ur ass to d lyrics i`ll be dropping

shake ur ass kile the videos aint watching

u know abe loving it wen u dance all over me

u know a be touching it wen u twist on top of me

hey hoomie u wanna do or say somtin

shake ur ass for mr neva mind dem niggaz frontin

ben low for me like u wanna pick somtin

work dat for me let me feel ur fire burning