Lirik Lagu Co-P Grimey Mix - Will Smith
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ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
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- bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
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- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
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Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
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- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
- Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
[CHORUS]Git on the floor!!!!! Whoa! I'm the Party Starter,You might have a good time but we party harderSo, tell the DJ to play my song& we could dance all night to the early mornin'
Oh! I'm the Party Starter,You might have a good time but we party harderSo, tell the DJ to play my song& we could dance all night to the early mornin'Dance, an aphrodisiacWomen gyrating, simulating sensual actsTo stimulating musical tracksI thought I was just gon' come out tonight & get a brew & relaxBut no! Uh uh, when you're the party starterIt's like you're on call, you're what the doctor orderedIt's like you gotta block the border to the door& shock em when it's boring....GIT ON THE FLOOR!!Ughh, it's the groovicide bomber, mic in my vestTight, strapped to my chestLike, I'ma run up in the party hollerin'& be like "Ohhh!", fulfillin' my callin'Big! (Big), Will! (Will), that's my name, whoop!Writin' rhymes, that's my game, whoop!Ask me again and I'll tell you the same, whoop!Just write ya number down right next to ya name, girl
[CHORUS]
He was raised in the days when the roof was raisedEvery rap occasion, new & amazingThe back of the stage amazed and gazin'Prayin for the day they would one day praise himStudied the ways of the game & made itCame through the maze & the haze & played it perfectDays any person hated & cursed him, he was unfazedHe waited, it was worth it, he never retaliatedHe saved it, slavin', on the road blazin'Days when he was low, nothin' could raise himHe came to the show & somethin' uncaged in himLike the pope, but its party crusade, I'm like braids that's never gon'fade (ya heard)I'm like, 23's on an Escalade, throw me into the ravelike you threw a grenade - BOOM!!
[CHORUS (2x)]
I call for the days of the unadulteratedWhen the artistry was cultivatedYou know, back when rap was smart and multilayeredWe could rap without A&Rs& ultimatums (damn)Now today I could say I long for the days when the party was all aboutpartyin'I was a mini-party starter thenMy mind bends when I call my penThe big question should I run the mind a vittleFood for thought or dumb the rhyme a littleBut Will "if you come to high that'll alienate folks & they won't buyit"(yo),Look, people getting trapped in the track& they be clappin', even when the rappin' is wackYo, what happened, when did we get happy wit that?He's old-fashioned (yup), but let's be happy he's back(Ya heard me!)
[CHORUS (2x)]
Oh! I'm the Party Starter,You might have a good time but we party harderSo, tell the DJ to play my song& we could dance all night to the early mornin'Dance, an aphrodisiacWomen gyrating, simulating sensual actsTo stimulating musical tracksI thought I was just gon' come out tonight & get a brew & relaxBut no! Uh uh, when you're the party starterIt's like you're on call, you're what the doctor orderedIt's like you gotta block the border to the door& shock em when it's boring....GIT ON THE FLOOR!!Ughh, it's the groovicide bomber, mic in my vestTight, strapped to my chestLike, I'ma run up in the party hollerin'& be like "Ohhh!", fulfillin' my callin'Big! (Big), Will! (Will), that's my name, whoop!Writin' rhymes, that's my game, whoop!Ask me again and I'll tell you the same, whoop!Just write ya number down right next to ya name, girl
[CHORUS]
He was raised in the days when the roof was raisedEvery rap occasion, new & amazingThe back of the stage amazed and gazin'Prayin for the day they would one day praise himStudied the ways of the game & made itCame through the maze & the haze & played it perfectDays any person hated & cursed him, he was unfazedHe waited, it was worth it, he never retaliatedHe saved it, slavin', on the road blazin'Days when he was low, nothin' could raise himHe came to the show & somethin' uncaged in himLike the pope, but its party crusade, I'm like braids that's never gon'fade (ya heard)I'm like, 23's on an Escalade, throw me into the ravelike you threw a grenade - BOOM!!
[CHORUS (2x)]
I call for the days of the unadulteratedWhen the artistry was cultivatedYou know, back when rap was smart and multilayeredWe could rap without A&Rs& ultimatums (damn)Now today I could say I long for the days when the party was all aboutpartyin'I was a mini-party starter thenMy mind bends when I call my penThe big question should I run the mind a vittleFood for thought or dumb the rhyme a littleBut Will "if you come to high that'll alienate folks & they won't buyit"(yo),Look, people getting trapped in the track& they be clappin', even when the rappin' is wackYo, what happened, when did we get happy wit that?He's old-fashioned (yup), but let's be happy he's back(Ya heard me!)
[CHORUS (2x)]
