Intro: Benzino + Lil' Kim   Aye (Benzino where you at?)   It's Yellowman, Benzino wanna rock the party   And we gonna bring this to the after party   Queen Bee wanna rock the party   Uh, uh, oh (Oh my God)   Yeah (Benzino where you at?)   (Bounce) Yellow City gonna rock the party   (This is the G-Mix)   Young Heff wanna rock the party, Petey Pablo   Yellow City, yea      Verse 1: Lil' Kim   It's your girl Queen Bee with the poisonous sting   Chinchilla draggin' with the diamond G-String   Bouncin' on Lorenzos, I'm the Bee with the wings   Who the fuck want what? (What?)   Bettin' it all at the crap tables, rip the casino   From Vegas to Reno, me and Benzino   We gonna rock the party and drink Bacardi all damn night   Watch me shake my ass like a fresh bowl of jelly   Quite Bootylicious like Beyoncé and Kelly   Love to see guys with tattoos on they belly   Let's get nasty from the car to the telly   Ooh, I got my girls with me, so go get your boys   Come ride with us, we on the tour bus   If you treat us right, and you spendin' the night   Then we gon' freak      Chorus: Benzino + Lil' Kim   We gon' throw the party, rock the party   Then drink Bacardi, freak somebody   Then leave the party to the after party y'all   Now what ya'll gon' do?   We gon' take it off, we gon' turn it out   It's hot in here, we gon' burn it out   We gon' throw that thang, we gon' back it up   Now what ya'll gon' do?      Verse 2: Benzino   Benzino rock the city and you know I can't stop   Back at the lounge with a mean Diddy Bop   Shorty lookin' mean and her whole team hot   Yo' what's up? Yo' what's up with ya'll?   She sippin' cranberry with a splash of Belvedere   What? Five carat 'conia ice in my ear   Always drinkin' Coniac with ice when I'm here   ... Nice   Feelin' how 'Zino puts his game to the test   36, 24, I think you know the rest   What's your secret ma? How you fit in that dress?   ... Oh damn!   Now it's getting' heated and you know what's on my mind   Me and you, outta hear, I think it's that time   Make you tap out when I creep in from behind   Now that's what's up, now everybody just      Chorus      Verse 3: Petey Pablo   Hey, hey, hey, hey!   Me met a bitch of my dreams, corn jack   Come on, liquor inside my head like that   Pants saggin', Carolina hat to the back   I'm in New York City, can you hear me goddammit   Weavin' through the traffic, shootin' usual daps   Tryna find Benzino, is it him in the back   Bring it back, porn channel X on the back   Be like hey, hey, hey, how'd she do that?   Pretty headed woman, with her fine self   Bow-legged cutey with her tight legs   Tryna get outta here with her friend in the black dress   Spread her hoochie coochie on my sun beam bread   Now I been sayin' to myself, Petey-Petey   Get freaky, damn boy I can't even say it   And I got no need to be scared   Some things ain't supposed to be said      Chorus      Bridge: Benzino + Lil' Kim   Yeah, we gon' rock   Yellow City, we gon' rock   The after party, we gon' rock   Now what ya'll gon' do?   We gon' rock, we gon' rock tonight   'cause a Yellow City party don't stop   Uh, we gonna rock tonight   Now what ya'll gon' do?      Chorus til fade