Artist: will.i.am f/ Flii, Krondon, Planet Asia 
Album:  Must B 21
Song:  Here 2 Party
Typed by: kirenamloh@msn.com

(Yeah, yeah... yeah, yeah... Yeah..)

[Intro: will.i.am]
Yo, it's the Z-I-M then to the A 
With Fli, Krondon, and Planet A 
We gon' rock it all night, then rock it all day, yo 

[Chorus: Krondon]
Don't you act kamikaze (no no)
We just came here to party (yea yea)
Don't make me {*OOH!*} somebody 
Ladies getcha money and fellas getcha dough, let's go! 

[Flii]
I guess it's safe to say I feel I'm due for recognition 
Came a long way from flippin birds in the kitchen 
All he want is money and a whole lot of women 
Sixty million cash, broads ass-naked swimmin
Been in the win to the end since the beginnin 
2000 fold back chronic cigarettes sittin on linen 
And I'm leeeean-in, Flii's the man 
My whip navigation's kit, I don't use my hands 
Now let's dance, that's for all my Knight Rider fans
Need help? Filly sekkle, my car drives itself 
I mastered metaphor 'til it was mathematics 
Turn to them oohs to kill a boost sporadic 
My vocals'll choke you like you actually asthmatic 
Script writing'll flip like it's acrobatic 
After I'll rat-tat-tat it out the blab-blabberbox, don't trip 
My force is centrifugal without Masta Ace's whip 

[Chorus]

[Planet Asia]
Beats knock hard, yeah, slappin you cock-eyed 
We 'bout to bubble up like a bunch of peroxide 
I eats me spinach 'fore I turn into Popeye 
A Popeye's opened and I throw up the West Side (West Siiiide~!) 
Now let's slide y'all, we got bank to get 
We the Strong Arm Steady Gang, steady man with nothin 
but them gangster hits, fresh coast influence 
We keep it movin in the party like let's do it 
When my clique walks past the door 
DUDE, it's somethin like a fashion show 
Ask ya folks if age got respect in the streets 
Up in the club who woulda thought it was my record release 
Necklace and piece, girl you sittin next to a beast 
And if I whisper in your ear, you know my message is deep 
Cause I'm a Super Mack, +Big Daddy+ age without the Scoob and Scrap 
Call me the janitor, I come through scoopin rats 
will.i.am, keep comin with them stupid tracks 
We blow budgets like whatever, just recoup it back 
Out for the scratch, a house in the black
A yacht and a 'Lac, keep crowds wavin like a stocking cap 
Think you stoppin that? Nah, not even hardly 
But we ain't come to lump you up, we just came to party 

[Chorus]

[Krondon]
Krondon tannenbaum, stunt when the camera's on 
Blunt full of Vietnan, Benz on the autobahn 
Royalties takin long, anyway I take it on 
will make the beats, make the beats, make the beats 
Hittin like Sonny Liston {edited} renegade 
Cadillac sixteen streets down your alleyway 
Your crew tryin to do me like Jam-Master Jay 
But, y'all ain't about ya bih'ness and I can tell 
Then to warm my vocal chords will clog your senses 
With South Central's finest lyrics, seein life through the hopest 
Prayin they suspend the sentence 
So major through a ?serum? Vegas sub studios with excitement 
Body slam beats when I'm writin
Prison yard, train hard, words for the spirit 
Track bumpin, club jumpin, Steady Gang, listen!

[Chorus]