Lyrics

If y'all wanna hear us do it again, somebody say "Yeah!" (Yeah!) We're gonna talk about the times that people laugh and cheer Party time is the only time that people have nothin' to fear People dance and celebrate and set aside some time So they can boogie to this funky sound and listen to our rhymes, dig it! Uh, hey, hey, ya get up! Ya get down! Stop-stop that messin' around! Ahh boy Say what? Yeah Huh, huh Uh Hey, hey, hey! Party time, the time is now You got to do your thing, so come on get down Well it's time to say, we're gonna say a new rhyme Funky 4 is here and it's party time! We're gonna rock the house without a doubt I'm Keith Keith, Jazzy Jeff, Sha-Rock, and Breakout So get up and let's go, get loose, let's party Not only you and you, we're talkin' to everybody Rappin' is a sensation And we are gonna spread it all around the nation So get up on the dancefloor Shake-shake your body If you wanna party with everybody You got to do it! Well I'm Keith Keith and I don't take no pity And I'm here to rock from New York City With the girl Sha-Rock, I'm Jazzy Jeff DJ Breakout, yes! He's one of the best With the beat he make and the rhyme we sing And you can better believe that they're all bling bing Now the steps you do and the sounds you give Party people in the place, party times we live! I'm gonna get to the party about partyin' time When you got cash money and you're feelin' fine Well as a matter of fact 'cause any day of the week When you wanna rock steady to the sure-shot beat Well everybody in the place, let's go to work And when you do your own thing just keep alert It's about the time that I would like to say The Funky 4 everybody is here to stay! Woo! Come on, get down with The 4! Keith Keith, hey I'm Jazzy Jeff! Breakout and, uh! And I'm Sha-Rock party people (And she's ready to rock!) And if you wanna be down you got to give me what you got Five fellas in the place won't steer you wrong You got to give it up (or leave-leave it alone) So get ready for this (so get) ready for this The party people in the place (get ready for this) Just keep it on to, to the crack of dawn To the fly guys (get-get-get) get it on, get it on Ooh! You got to get it on The party people in the place stop and listen to me While I rap about the [?] with the greatest of ease 'Cause I'm just that bad and I want you to know (That she can rock and don't stop) 'til I'm ready to go 'Cause I'm too hot to trot, too cold to walk To all the fly fellas I'm aiming to talk (to you) So whatcha wanna do? Woo! Funky 4 is in the house! That's right C'mon I'm walkin' down the street with my head up high I got a name for myself and I'm satisfied (Well he's Jazzy Jeff) I got a funky beat And I'm a super bad rapper (right out of the streets) You better take a good look, I'm like a very good book (With a lot of rhymes) that'll get you hooked 'Cause I rap so sweet and I look so fine And I'm the only MC (to pull a girl with a rhyme) Hey I'm Jazzy Jeff with the most finesse Come on, give it to me baby (get it off your chest) You can give me your love (You can give him your money) Well I'ma get both ('cause he ain't no dummy) Gonna make a lot of sense, got to put it you straight Just tell you who I am (and just why he's great) I'm gonna talk about myself, tell it to the world I wanna party with the guys, (make love to the girls) Rappin' is a sensation And we are gonna spread it all around the nation So get up on the dancefloor Shake-shake your body If you wanna party with everybody You got to do it! You go on and on and on and on The funky beat won't stop 'til the break of dawn It's like hot butter on your bag of popcorn Like a needle on the record when it's playing your song And like a man who ran in the marathon (He ran!) On and on and on and on And everybody, and everybody And everybody to-to the break of dawn Come on, get down with The 4! So get up and let's go, get loose, let's party Not only you and you, we're talkin' to everybody Hey y'all, party time, it's [?] A discotheque, different places, 12 o'clock, midnight Come dressed [?] down in your pinstripe [?] You got money in your pocket, gonna rock the town! And wear diamond rings, and your fancy things You're wearin' gold on your neck with big respect You pull up to the front in your fancy car You want to be well known as a superstar Then you walk in the party just as cool as can be And then you prance and dance for the world to see Now you do a nice step in the discotheque And everybody in the place all know you're the best And we're talkin' to the girls, we're talkin' to the guys Now it's party time so don't pass it by Because the night is young and the stars are bright The spotlight's on you and you're feeling aright And now you got the DJs that's on the mix Breakout's number one, he got a bag of tricks! So with his funky MCs that's on the mic Now we can rock, we can shock, we can squeeze the light So get up and let's go, get loose, let's party Not only you and you, we're talkin' to everybody! Keith Keith! Mira Chachi! Go, go, rock the house! Chill out Blood Clyde Richie Rich Blood-Blood Richie Rich Oww, rasta man, rasta man Uh, party, party, party New sure shot for the 80s That's right Funky