One Big Fiesta - Lyrics - Harlem World

[Mase] All Out, we don't stop, we don't don't stop All Out, we don't stop, we don't don't stop All Out, make it hot, don't stop, c'mon C'mon, Harlem World make it hot, don't stop c'mon All Out, All Out [Stase] Yo, yo, I'm the perfect example of a chick that's classy Flashy, sassy, papparazzi don't harrass me Move too swift for y'all chicks to pass me Anything y'all wanna know, come ask me How come when I'm in the street or a open place Everybody scopin' Stase like I got a open case Anything you gotta say to me You can say to me, it's Baby Stase The more I make, the more they hate See, I might as well admit it, everybody wanna hit it 'cause I got a clean record not to mean you see me naked, check it I don't know what's wrong with these cats It's 'bout to be a setback in this game called rap, see I was once told, Harlem World don't fold We 'bout to drop a flow the world can hold Seem like while I'm seeing Platinum, everybody sayin' Gold The world really see what happens when my click unfold [Mase] 1 - We're going to party, fiesta (All Out) And stay fly, foreva C'mon, c'mon Harlem World Can't go wrong We're going to party, fiesta (All Out) And stay fly, foreva C'mon, c'mon Harlem World Can't go wrong [Blinky Blink] Yo, Harlem World is who I'm runnin wit (yeah, honeys wit' it) See the size of my money clip? (Now, I'm on the funny tip) I know you hate me, hate Mase, 'cause you make papes And got girls in like 48 states (48 states) But kickin' the women who wear the straight face While y'all cats wild out and 'bout to get a *** case But why player hate? 'cause I sex girls and they say I'm great You bust one tank, can't even stay awake Not now, we gon' talk on a later day What you think? You can hold Blink? Uh uh I got a gold link with more ice than cold drinks So, playa get to that, and keep your chick in tact She says your sex was whack, 'cause I'd twist her back And everytime I kick my rap, man I stick to facts (All Out) But when my trees wasn't sellin' I switch to Jack C'mon, c'mon, c'mon Repeat 1 [Huddy Combs] Yo, yo, yo, I need a wifee, chipped up lightly You stay in the thong, I'mma stay where the ice be Indian givin', got Caribbean women Willin' to have everything like me and my children (All Out) So, dear, front of the billin' Hundreds in the ceiling, tank tops in the drop 'cause I'm one of them villain Cook for me, come open a book for me Shook the key, your whole look hooked me With her legs tied up, eggs sunny side up No cash in the stash get that money right up (c'mon, c'mon) See, all girls love me, can't get nothing from me I stay in the Mall, spendin' rich chicks' money Tricked on her friend so her friend wanna f**k me That one named Huddy, W dot Huddy, W dot Huddy W dot Huddy, W dot Huddy, W dot Huddy Repeat 1 while: All Out JM Can't forget Queen Bee Records L O X Money Power & Respect Ruff Ryder Yeah, DMX Can't forget So So Def Bad Boy Suave House Yeah, kid, Harlem on the rise And you don't want no problem with us guys Neptune, keep the beat bangin' Uh, you don't stop Queen Bee Junior Mafia What what what what what All Out, All Out, All Out, All Out