Party over here, fuck you over there And there she blows Slip into the bathroom, lock the door Sniffing like a vacuum And I know that it ain't nobodies
Translation: Atmosphere. Party Over Here.
Steal your faith, take a puff, inhale my name Smoke on it, shit, choke on it Bitch nigga, I'm ma make a hit nigga Hot mother fucker down to the skit nigga Game over
Got everybody in the club wanting to know now I am a ladies man, come be my lady and We can ball, so, ah Bring ya body here, let me switch up your atmosphere
boy Like the TAT crew I terrorise your toys Noise is what I hear when you shout your rhyme into the atmosphere The blast master's here! Hook (x2) Now
is just A general remark. I don't mean anything by that. It's just... for the atmosphere. Yeah I know. the atmosphere. It's so wet! This is A shiritori
ready to move my body, forget about all my problems When I hear my song I'ma lose control, h-here I go All I wanna do is stay right here on the floor
Ya definitely have a rockin' affair But let me tell ya somethin' there's still one fact That to have a party ya got to have a rap So when the party's over
Oh, it some hoes in here It must be some players in the atmosphere I say ooh, it some hoes in here It must be some players in the atmosphere Now back
[Chorus/Hook - Sleepyhead] Tonight, Right Now, we be up in this club This my gang everybody let me see your hands up And the chick over there, hey girl
Bust your gunfinga, wave it like ya don't care Bust hot lickshots in-a di atmosphere There's a party to rock, that's why the Rascalz are here (2x)
the fuck out Up in the club with my hands in the air There's so much Gucci in the atmosphere So girl, quit frontin' and get you're ass over here And
out I walk up in the club with my hands in the air There's so much coochie in the atmosphere So girl quit frontin' and get you ass over here And get yourself
overload It's been a long time, since I traveled here. Riddim Killah cause nobody can compare. Dem try fi give me chase over the atmosphere. Then crashing
this pillow built mommy? Probably never be global like 2Pac But the local boys will beat my shit hard in their jukebox Sitting here pretending I'm not tipsy Watching over
