Lyrics

[Intro: Rob Jackson] Okay This is Rob Jackson (Sometimes you gotta do it to 'em like this, you know what I'm sayin') I feel you, I feel you (Gotta do it just like this) I hear you Just got off the plane in Philly (Ain't a thang wrong, y'all, havin' a good time, you know I'm sayin', that's right) I hear you, we messin' with Boyz II Men and them (That's right) We goin' straight to the club It's chunky in this piece tonight, you feel me? Let's go [Verse 1: Boyz II Men] It's 11:45 Gang of Escalades parked outside Big blades chromed up with shine Only one thing on my mind All week I've been a slave to the grind Tonight I'm tryna have a good time Rollin' with my whole crew behind me To the livest hot spot we find (Yeah) Haters step out my way 'Cause a playa just wanna play No occasion to celebrate But I'm gon' do it anyway Line outside but I don't wait (Don't wait) Roll through the door but I don't pay (Don't pay) Lettin' go, man, I just can't wait No more further delay Time to get it on, my people [Chorus: Boyz II Men] Ain't a thang wrong with having a good time Ain't a thang wrong with getting it on tonight Ooh, woo, woo feel alright Leave the bullshit way behind 'Cause it's party time You know it's party time [Verse 2: Boyz II Men] Making my way inside See a honey by the bar that looks tight Told her to order anything she likes 'Cause she looks just that nice, yeah After two drinks or more I took her hand and moved to the floor I handle mine, baby, handle yours 'Cause I'ma make it hot for sure Time to get it on, my people [Chorus: Boyz II Men, Wanya Morris, Rob Jackson] Ain't a thang wrong with having a good time Ain't a thang wrong with getting it on tonight Ooh, woo, woo, feel alright (Alright) Leave the bullshit way behind ('Cause it's party) 'Cause it's party time You know it's party time (Party time, oh yeah) Ain't a thang wrong with having a good time Ain't a thang wrong with getting it on tonight Ooh, woo, woo, feel alright (Alright) Leave the bullshit way behind (Way behind) 'Cause it's party time (Okay, Rob Jackson) You know it's party time (Boyz II Men and them) (Party time, yeah) [Verse 3: Rob Jackson] They said that the haters be looking for us, so we just wait on 'em They start baller blockin', we put the brakes on 'em Keep hood peoples in touch, call 'em my street teamers Show up on your street with 'bout half-a-dozen street sweepers And them is big heaters, you probably can't beat us Don't pull out your gat, playa, don't put up your dick beaters We in a six-seater, tight where the seats heat up Enough ice to make a chick and a clique meet us Tonight, get beat up and dyked Leavin' hundreds on the nightstand, dap 'em with the right hand Then hit the white sand, chillin' like a white man Abercrombie tees with Adidas and some tight pants Let's do it right then, gin and whole bottles Spin like my kin go in, the whole motto Yo, it's kinda scary the way that we be rollin' From Timbs, the rims that's bigger than Gary Coleman Sittin' on Michael Jordans, yeah [Bridge: Boyz II Men] I wanna see you dancing on the floor Hands in the air like you don't care no more Because tonighr we're goin' all out for sure Nothin' else on my mind You know it's party time, party time [Chorus: Boyz II Men] Ain't a thang wrong with having a good time Ain't a thang wrong with getting it on tonight Ooh, woo, woo, feel alright Leave the bullshit way behind 'Cause it's party time You know it's party time Ain't a thang wrong with having a good time Ain't a thang wrong with getting it on tonight Ooh, woo, woo, feel alright Leave the bullshit way behind 'Cause it's party time You know it's party time