Let's kick it like this, ah yeah   We gotta kick it like this, ah yeah   We need to kick it like this, ah yeah   We gonna kick it like this, ah yeah      [And let me tell ya, girl, I'm a party animal, see?   Word, and I need a man that can hang with this thing   You know what I'm sayin'?   Oooo, child, I know what you're sayin'      Hey ladies! I said homegirls!   We've been goin' for the dog-doo   It's gettin' to be a real drag around here, you know what I'm sayin'?   A woman can't do nothin' no more, man   We've got to let the fellas know what they can do for us]      As the smoke clears you can hear   And the ringing in your ears just disappears   Your body's soft, but you still want more   You might end up as a casualty on the dance floor   I'm an addict, strung out on dopeness   But you can't chew, sniff, or smoke this   If you wanna get high step by the speaker   And overdose on somethin' sweeter   Do you suffer from migranes or other pains   That's caused by stress and strain? Brother, refrain   You came to the right place to get your head straight   The cure's for sure, the beat's the bait   I won't wait for the crowd to get loud or rowdy   I enjoy my life cuz I like to party      CHORUS   I like to party, night and day   I like to party in every way   I like to party, I can't stop   I like to party till I drop   (Repeat)      We're steppin' on the case, watch your face   Don't like the pace then leave the place   It's Ladies Night, yeah, and we hype   Heels, shirt, tights, and a mic   Like three the hard way we're doin' it our way   Rollin' and gettin' funky like Kid 'N Play   See her over there behind the phonograph   She's a psychopath, I make the breaks last   A Salt and Pepa parade this is   So march on the dance floor with his   Arms wrapped real tight around your body   And you'll understand why      CHORUS      [Make it funky, Pep]      Oh, I feel hot then again why not   This ain't pop, it's hip-hop   And got a lot to rock to, dip and dop to   You don't have to, but you probably want to   It makes you laugh because it's really fun to   Twist your tongue and exercise your lungs to   Tonight on the mic we're showing   We're strong enough for a man, but made for a woman   Hey you! Where do you think you're goin'?   Yo, Stan, my man, keep the horns blowin'   Havin' a good time ain't no crime   When the joint is jumpin' and people are dancin'   Everyone does it, now it's no sin   Yo, I just did it, and I'm ready to do it again and again and again      CHORUS      [Wait a minute...   Now I think it's time we give the drummer   Some of this funky groove we got here   You ain't got to throw no solo in, brother   Just keep what ya got   Yo, turn it loose cuz it's a mutha      Now when I count to four I want y'all to chill   And let the drummer get ill   And when I count to four I want y'all to come back in once more]      It's in my feet, feels so sweet   Said it's in my feet, feels so sweet   It's in my shake, oooo, but it work me to death   Said it's in my shake, but it work me to death   I want the floor, I wanna rock the floor   C'mon, y'all - 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - hit it!      (drum solo)      [Ain't it good to ya?   Uh, ain't it good to ya?]