Yellow City, yeah

Benzino, yeah

Yellow Man, yeah

Young Hef, yeah(That's what they call me)

Yellow City, yeah(That's where I'm from)

Benzino, yeah(My *****)

Young Hef, yeah, c'mon rock

Checkin' in the closet for my blue

Velour suit

Piping all around it wit the matchin'

Timb boots

Hop up in the wagon wit the 20 inch shoes on, ohh

Ridin' down the street wit a twenty G stack

Shorty paging me sayin', "Zino where you at?"

Look up in the mirror 5-0 up on my back it's, uh ohh

Pull up in the spot smokin' in the parkin' lot

Everybody havin' fun,they gon' don't stop

Pray to God that

I don't have to let the girls pop it's

Maybe all the ladies wanna chill wit

Benz and Hef

Pushin' up the bottle 'til there's no more

Henny left

Step it up to

Louie now let's see what happens next yo

We gon' throw the party, rock the party

Then drink

Bacardi, freak somebody

Then leave the party to the after party y'all, ohh

We gon' throw the party, rock the party

Then drink

Bacardi, freak somebody

Then leave the party to the after party y'all, ohh

Lookin' at the shorty wit the

Frankie B Jeans

Thong hangin' out, butterfly belly ring

Butter leather boots with the tassels that's mean, ohh

Got up on that ass when she came up in the door

Rock it to the beat then we took it to the floor

DJ in the club spinnin' record back and forth, ohh

People going hard 'cause you know the mood is right

Everybody screaming like they at a

Tyson fight

Young Hef in the back wit a dime lookin' tight, oh-my, ohh

Hit the sour diesel mami bouncin' on my lap

VIP crowded so

I take it to the back

Up in the coat room where you find

Zino And

Mario too Yo

Now everybody just throw the party, rock the party

Then drink

Bacardi, freak somebody

Then leave the party to the after party y'all, ohh

We gon' throw the party, rock the party

Then drink

Bacardi, freak somebody

Then leave the party to the after party y'all, ohh

5 in the morning more drinks at the crib

What u'r waitin' for?

Mami get your ass in

Hop up in the coupe, girls riding wit my friend

"Y-y-yo, y'all follow us, follow us"

Rollin' through the city wit the CD on blast

Pull up at the mansion had to dip up in the stash, yeah

Scene lookin' ***y shorty got a fat, oh-my-God

Step up in the place everybody gettin' wet

Sweatin' on the floor dancin' like they havin' ***

Poppin' Champagne takin' bottles to the neck

Uh uh uh, yeah, c'mon

Lookin' at my

Jacob it's about that time

Suns comin' up 'bout to close the blinds, yeah

This is how we do almost everyday

Now meet me upstairs wit

Courvoisier, yo

We gon' throw the party, rock the party

Then drink

Bacardi, freak somebody

Then leave the party to the after party y'all, ohh

We gon' throw the party, rock the party

Then drink

Bacardi, freak somebody

Then leave the party to the after party y'all, ohh

What is a party if it don't rock?

We just gon' proceed to make it hot

A Yellow City party no it don't stop

We gon' rock

What is a party if it don't rock?

We just gon' proceed to make it hot

A Yellow City party no it don't stop

We gon' rock, c'mon

We gon' throw the party, rock the party

Then drink

Bacardi, freak somebody

Then leave the party to the after party y'all, ohh

We gon' throw the party, rock the party

Then drink

Bacardi, freak somebody

Then leave the party to the after party y'all, ohh

We gon'