Yo Stella, if you think I'm afraid of you
Grace, if you so much as think I can't do the do
Girl, if you dream I came to jerk around
You better wake up and release it
Party people in the crib get hyped
Let's get this party funking right, come on, yeah, come on
Release it, listen to me now, release it yeah.
Come, come, come on, release it
Who's crib is this? My crib
Who's wine you drinking? Mine
Who asked your ugly ass what time it was? Nobody
'Cause we doing fine
Take it all off
Bass
I need the funk in my face
I can't stand tight asses in my place
Let's get hyped y'all
Release it
(yeah) release it
(yeah) what time it is? Band
It's time to get sleazy up in here
Mary Sweet Mother Jesus
Fuck that talk Morris
Oh stella, I know you came alone
'cause ain't just any man qualified to take you home
Me? No I'm not a man. Jerome? He's an adventurer
Oh! Somebody slap me
I don't know. Party people in the crib get hyped (yeah)
Party people in the crib get hyped (yeah)
Release it
Yes
(yeah) Release it (yeah)
Jerome? Yo
When this solo's through, Jerome? Morris?
Find me a stella to rap to
Yes (yeah) (yeah)
Who's beat is this My beat
Who's horns are these blowing? Mine
Who asked your dumb ass how to catch a groove? Nobody
'Cause we doing the do. Jerome. Yes?
Who's stella is this? My stella.
Who's stella is this? My stella.
Then what's she doing over here with me? Umm
Then what's she doing over here with me? Umm
Who told you that women like men with no money?
Release it, boy. Go on stella, dance
Say man, back up, give me some room
Dance, shake it like a peckerwood
Release it
Over and over and over and over and over and over
Your girlfriends told you that I'm the rover
But I'm here to scold ya that if you live alone
Then we can bone. Give me a number to phone. you groan
And I am so, if you say no, instead of crying, I'll keep trying
Until you're dying to have me for your own
So peep stella, peep stella
If you think that I'm afraid of you, (do it MD)
If you think that I'm afraid of you, (rap to her)
If you think that I can't do the do (yeah papa)
If you think that I can't do the do
If you think I came to jerk around (don't say it)
You better wake up stella, (wake up) this is my town
Release it. Man, let them drums kick
Let's get the hell out of here
Let's do it. yo. Release it (yeah)
motherfucker, get your ass out of my way
(yeah) (yeah) Release it. (yeah) (yeah). Release it. (yeah) (yeah) Release it
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