Girl, what you mean you
don't recognize me?
I'm only the biggest rap star in
your apartment complex.
And another one.
My nigga
Knots on the beat.
And another one.
Come on.
stop the presses.
Yes, sir.
Make way for the top of the town.
That's me.
Sign the life of the party.
no,
Take a look at me now.
I'm a star, girl,
you just don't know.
Everybody, stop the pressure
Make way for the
chump of the town
Cause I'm the life of the party
Take a look at me now
I'm the cow's milk,
I'm the bee's knees
I'm the life of the party,
you know you see me
And on my team in harmony like the
Bee
Gees
I name in bright lights like it's 3D
People stop and stare,
look what them boys got
We can't afford
Chris, frontin' like we boycott
We on the same page,
we all on one accord
Little do they know we all
came in one accord
And them people get sad cause
they think we should be mad
And all them niggas with big
money and big chains
But the way I see it,
as long as I don't blow
Each and every year I be the next big thing
Ten years later, nigga still on the verge
Same gray
Nissan sittin' on the curve
I know you would think that
it be gettin' on my nerves
But man, goddamn,
this feelin' is superb
It's givin' me the urge to write this
Even though I say it in jest,
I'm not jokin'
fact, some niggas spend their
lifetime trying to headline,
but it's so much better
being your opening act.
So to all of my all most famous
halfway superstar niggas,
we gon' rock up there.
We about to get it started.
I'm the life of the party.
You sheep ass niggas can
shut the flock up.
Come in for that.
like, here we go, uh, then we stop.
Hold we back on,
then the album drop.
Release day came, then the album flop.
A stale piece of gum,
would I have more pop?
So I'm headed right back to the shop.
The new ghetto boys, yo,
we can't be stopped
Unless we standin' outside at the spot
I hear my record playin',
but nobody know a bop
Who it's, two boys from the
South
Who sound so dope when
these words come out?
Standin' in the cold,
nah, I ain't gold
But I'm on the list,
now I'm gettin' pissed
Somebody find who organized this
Get back, it's a pretty cold dish
Ha, so we in, work my way to the bar
Had goose, lime juice, baby,
recognize a star
Then she pointed out one or two
And asked me what I do,
I'm like, yo, you not cute
I told her, take a look at the suit
Wish I knew voodoo, how I put a root
On your throat,
make you see what I see
That
Poobie is a star, he don't need
TV
Then she said,
she don't even need me
Picked up a drink, switched in the
VIP hol la
Everybody stop the presses
Make way for the talk of the town
I'm the life of the party,
take a look at me now
Everybody stop the process,
can't wait for the talk of the town
Cause I'm the life of the party,
take a look at me now
I'm like, girl I'm the life of the party
She said, no you ain't, you was a star
My little sister, see you on fame
I leaned over like,
mama how you doing today?
She said, you ain't famous boy,
won't you get out the way
I'm like, damn,
why it gotta be like that?
Man, you gotta know skills
if you listen to rap
She said, we listen to
Diddy, we listen to
Jay
I love
Lil
Wayne, but the clips say he gay
She said, whatever
Jews rock, that's what we were
You ain't
Ching, you ain't
Nelly, won't you go over there?
She said, I love 50, but I still roll with
Game
I like that rap -up guy,
but I don't know his name
She said, I love that jam,
man, that song is hot
I'm like, that's my song,
she's like, no, it's not
Later on, I'm on stage,
and she re cognized me
Her hands went up,
and I hit her with a fuckin'
CD
BAM!