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 nigga)   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, don't stop   Pray to God that I don't have to let the 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 at   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   Whatchu waitin' for? Mami get your 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' sexy shorty got a fat, oh-my-God      Step up in the place everybody gettin' wet   Sweatin' on the floor dancin' like they havin' sex   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'