Lyrical Breakdown of 4 My People (feat. Eve) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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This is for my motherf- club heads, you feel me? (Yeah)

Ow!

People, gangsters and pimps and people

Smokin' that lethal reefer

Up in the club with speakers

Hi-hats, some base and tweeters

DJ is jockin' needles

Sweat 'til I catch a fever

Call me the illest Diva

Yo, I'm on fire!

People, go 'head and drink up

Get in the club, get fucked up

See me, you got get lucked up

Someone to touch and rub up

Show me some love, strip off your clothes

And take off your socks

The party's jumpin', I see something fine

Boy, I wanna kiss you, but I'm just too shy (too shy)

Let me dance with you, let me wear you out

Here's a glass of orange juice, let's go X it out

The music's bangin' way down in my soul

When you dance behind me, I lose all control

Make me grind my hips, make me move my waist (my waist)

Yo, when the music come on, you take my breath away

This is for my people, my party people

And this is for my people, my mother- people

Common (common), get down (get, get on down)

This is for my people (say what?), my party people

And this is for my people (huh?), my ecstasy people

Common (common), get down (get, get on down)

I'm at the bar now and I'm buying drinks

And I got this feeling and it's all over me

I wanna dance with you and lick your face

Take me on the dance floor to feel some ecstasy

The vibe is right now and I'm 'bout to score

Mr. DJ, can you play this joint once more?

'Cause I see the man I want, I want him right away

I look him right in his face and say, "Dance with me"

This is for my people, my party people

And this is for my people, my mother- people

Common (common), get down (get, get on down)

Common (common), get down (get, get on down, get on down)

This is for my people (say what?), my party people

And this is for my people (huh?), my ecstasy people

Common (common), get down (get down)

Common (common), get down (get, get on down)

Freak that, come here, baby, grab me from the back

Baby, you the mack and you know that

Put the needle on the track, skip that, flip that, bring the beat back

Oh, freak that, come here, baby, grab me from the back

Baby, you the mack and you know that

Put the needle on the track, skip that, flip that, bring the beat back

Uno (uno), dos (dos), tres (tres)

Can't stand when a nigga fucking up my plans

All night ducking him while I'm tryna dance

Drunk and his breath stink, freaky with his hands

Cocky with his mouthpiece like he got a fan

Can't stand when a bitch all on my side

I don't even know her and she all up in my light

Givin' me the side eye like she wanna fight

Philly known for boxing, bitch, better get it right

Can't stand when a DJ fuckin' up the song

Know I'm tryin' to shake my ass all night long

Cuttin' up the same shit all night long

High 'fore I got there, now my shit is blown

Can't stand when it ain't jumpin' like I want

Bouncer try stop my fun, take away my blunt

I don't give a fuck, he ain't gon' take away my fun

See him when this shit is over, make a nigga run, uh

This is for my people, my party people

And this is for my people, my mother- people

Common (common), get down (get, get on down)

Common (common), get down (get, get on down, down)

This is for my people (say what?), my party people

And this is for my people (huh?), my ecstasy people

Common (common), get down (get, get on down)