Ladies and gentlemen   The Preacher?s son   Patti LaBelle is in the buildin?      Let?s celebrate, have a basement party   A barbeque, how we used to do   On the avenue, have a Philly   Man, how I miss those days      When the kids was kids, no knives on the street   When the ice cream man came around the way, Lord   Miss Patti, won?t you help me sing   Lord, knows how I miss those days      Dressin? up for church on Easter Sunday   Doing the Electric Slide at every party   If only you knew what I?ve been through   You would celebrate, get up, you would celebrate      I came in this game through the back door   I know Labelle, we were so much more   We worked and earned it, God knows we deserved it   Keep on striving I know you?ll make it      Let?s celebrate, have a basement party   A barbeque, how we used to do   On the avenue, have a Philly   Man, how I miss those days      When the kids was kids, no knives on the street   When the ice cream man came around the way, Lord   Miss Patti, won?t you help me sing   Lord, knows how I miss those days      Dressin? up for church on Easter Sunday   Doing the Electric Slide at every party   If only you knew what I?ve been through   You would celebrate, fet up, you would celebrate      Get up, I?m gon? box these niggas   Take home on a number one belt   We gonna pop that thug oh no, to celebrate that wealth   See, I?mma take that hey and turn it into loot      ?Cause whoever got blessed no man can test   Whoever got blessed no man can test   What goes up must surely come down, yes   So watch who you hurt on your way up   ?Cause they?ll be laughin? at you on your way down      Tell the judge we don?t want incarceration   ?Cause we came for the celebration   So let the women and the children eat first   ?Cause it?s been so long since a celebration   (Cassidy)      This Cassidy, let?s celebrate   I?m sellin? weed and got hella cake   And I still got the thug in my back pock?   It?s hamburgers, hot dogs in the back row      On the grill we cookin? it all up   My mom got skills, she hookin? it all up   Man, it feels like back in the days   When cats wasn?t clappin? to Ks   And hoodrats was actin? they age      Clef and the rest of the gang with me   And me and Miss LaBelle we rap the same city   Philly, home of the blunts and the cheese steaks   And I cannot be stopped like I need the breaks      Let?s celebrate, have a basement party   A barbeque, how we used to do   On the avenue, have a Philly   Man, how I miss those days      When the kids was kids, no knives on the street   When the ice cream man came around the way   Lord, Miss Patti, won?t you help me sing   Lord knows how I miss those days      Dressin? up for church on Easter Sunday   Doing the Electric Slide at every party   If only you knew what I?ve been through   You would celebrate, be okay, yeah   Get up, you would celebrate   Get up, you would celebrate   Get up