| Lyrics: | Uh-huh uh-huh, TrackMasters
[Kid Capri]
Uhh, uncontrollable hotness on this
plate
From state to state, it's Noreaga the great
I'm the Kid Capri, y'all DJ niggaz, play
this shit twice
Yo Nore, tell the story!
[Noreaga]
Yo, yo, yo, aiyyo chicken I
knew, her man named Taboo
Friend named Gina, we used to call her Buckwheater
Always come
around and just roll reefer
We used to tell her to stop, but she won't either
Her nigga Que
said he'd fuck her but he won't eat her
Chicken I knew came through, and boned
Peter
Buckwheater got the word ya heard? I don't know how
Whoever went and told gotta be so
foul
So much, playa hatin gotta change the style
Niggaz wanna go and tell about a
doggystyle
Buckwheater called me up on the phone
Said she ain't really mad cause she fucked
'Pone
Now she on some other shit, wanna bone Tone
Player like E.T. wanna phone
home
Crazily I zone, shorty gotta call me back when she grown
What?
[Kid
Capri]
Where the party at?
C'mon, now where the party at?
C'mon, c'mon, now where the
party at?
Everybody c'mon, now where the party at?
C'mon, c'mon, now where the party
at?
Everybody c'mon, now where the party at?
Noreaga c'mon, now where the party
at?
C'mon, c'mon, now where the party at?
C'mon!
[Noreaga]
Yo, yo let me set it
off, show you how I'll break you off
N.O.R.E., so fuck y'all competitors
Either you a live
chick, or a regular whore
Yo I knew this chick, used to rhyme and shit
I used to lie to her,
tell her that I'd buy her shit
Yo a crib, the diamonds, plus a whip
Yo I went to the crib,
to put it on
Aiyyo, and on the real, woulda put her on-acap |
