[Intro: Rob Jackson]
Okay
This is Rob Jackson
(Sometimes you gotta do it to 'em like this, you know what I'm sayin')
I feel you, I feel you
(Gotta do it just like this)
I hear you
Just got off the plane in Philly
(Ain't a thang wrong, y'all, havin' a good time, you know I'm sayin', that's right)
I hear you, we messin' with Boyz II Men and them
(That's right)
We goin' straight to the club
It's chunky in this piece tonight, you feel me? Let's go
[Verse 1: Boyz II Men]
It's 11:45
Gang of Escalades parked outside
Big blades chromed up with shine
Only one thing on my mind
All week I've been a slave to the grind
Tonight I'm tryna have a good time
Rollin' with my whole crew behind me
To the livest hot spot we find (Yeah)
Haters step out my way
'Cause a playa just wanna play
No occasion to celebrate
But I'm gon' do it anyway
Line outside but I don't wait (Don't wait)
Roll through the door but I don't pay (Don't pay)
Lettin' go, man, I just can't wait
No more further delay
Time to get it on, my people
[Chorus: Boyz II Men]
Ain't a thang wrong with having a good time
Ain't a thang wrong with getting it on tonight
Ooh, woo, woo feel alright
Leave the bullshit way behind
'Cause it's party time
You know it's party time
[Verse 2: Boyz II Men]
Making my way inside
See a honey by the bar that looks tight
Told her to order anything she likes
'Cause she looks just that nice, yeah
After two drinks or more
I took her hand and moved to the floor
I handle mine, baby, handle yours
'Cause I'ma make it hot for sure
Time to get it on, my people
[Chorus: Boyz II Men, Wanya Morris, Rob Jackson]
Ain't a thang wrong with having a good time
Ain't a thang wrong with getting it on tonight
Ooh, woo, woo, feel alright (Alright)
Leave the bullshit way behind ('Cause it's party)
'Cause it's party time
You know it's party time (Party time, oh yeah)
Ain't a thang wrong with having a good time
Ain't a thang wrong with getting it on tonight
Ooh, woo, woo, feel alright (Alright)
Leave the bullshit way behind (Way behind)
'Cause it's party time (Okay, Rob Jackson)
You know it's party time
(Boyz II Men and them)
(Party time, yeah)
[Verse 3: Rob Jackson]
They said that the haters be looking for us, so we just wait on 'em
They start baller blockin', we put the brakes on 'em
Keep hood peoples in touch, call 'em my street teamers
Show up on your street with 'bout half-a-dozen street sweepers
And them is big heaters, you probably can't beat us
Don't pull out your gat, playa, don't put up your dick beaters
We in a six-seater, tight where the seats heat up
Enough ice to make a chick and a clique meet us
Tonight, get beat up and dyked
Leavin' hundreds on the nightstand, dap 'em with the right hand
Then hit the white sand, chillin' like a white man
Abercrombie tees with Adidas and some tight pants
Let's do it right then, gin and whole bottles
Spin like my kin go in, the whole motto
Yo, it's kinda scary the way that we be rollin'
From Timbs, the rims that's bigger than Gary Coleman
Sittin' on Michael Jordans, yeah
[Bridge: Boyz II Men]
I wanna see you dancing on the floor
Hands in the air like you don't care no more
Because tonighr we're goin' all out for sure
Nothin' else on my mind
You know it's party time, party time
[Chorus: Boyz II Men]
Ain't a thang wrong with having a good time
Ain't a thang wrong with getting it on tonight
Ooh, woo, woo, feel alright
Leave the bullshit way behind
'Cause it's party time
You know it's party time
Ain't a thang wrong with having a good time
Ain't a thang wrong with getting it on tonight
Ooh, woo, woo, feel alright
Leave the bullshit way behind
'Cause it's party time
You know it's party time
