"Stop The Party (Remix)" lyrics

[Busta Rhymes:]
I-I-I am Iron-Man!
Remix! Hero up!
Remix! Remix!

[Swizz Beatz (Busta Rhymes):]
I said, "Wait! Stop the party—
(What we waiting for, Swizz? The streets want it, nigga!)—
I don't wanna hurt nobody
But..."
Oh! Yeah! Oh! (Remix!)
Get 'em up! Get get 'em up! Oh! (Remix!)
Get 'em up! Get get 'em up! Yeah!
Get 'em up! Get get 'em up! Oh!
Get 'em up! Get get 'em up!
I said, "Wait! Stop the party—
(I don't even gotta change my verse for this)—
I don't wanna hurt nobody
But..."

[Busta Rhymes:]
Shit! That's what it's comin' to!
Tell me how you want it, boo!
Fuck a line, nigga. See me skippin' right in front of you!
Check! Trust me: you don't really want it, duke
Open club security and pull my niggas off of you!
Why try stop it? See: we primetime comin' through!
Shut it down, disrespectful bitch. That's what we love to do!
Check the method how I shred it. There ain't nothin' new!
Actin' like the club through!

[Swizz Beatz (Busta Rhymes):]
I said, "Wait! Stop the party—
(T.I., where you at?)—
I don't wanna hurt nobody
But..."

[T.I.:]
They wanna be down with the King!

We pull up to the club, park, hoppin' out, bouncin'
Walkin' in the door. DJ just made an announcement
King in the building. Women screamin', shoutin'
Remy bottles in the hand, standin' on the couches
Me. I don't smoke, but my niggas blowin' ounces
It's hot in here. She sweatin'. See her nipples through her blouse and
How can—what?!—I not be the hottest shit?
I'm killin' parties. Body shit. Hey! Wait a minute. Stop it, Swizz

[Swizz Beatz (Busta Rhymes) {Cam'Ron}:]
I said, "Wait!"
(Aw. Shucks, man! When the last time you heard somebody say "Aw. Shucks, man"?)
(Oh, God! What we're 'bout to do here?!) {Killa!}
{Where you at playboy?}
I said, "Wait! Stop the party
I don't wanna hurt nobody
But..."

[Cam'Ron:]
Uh. I'm a cyclone bull. Dry-stones y'all
Want FaceTime? Get the iPhone 4
Be patient: more beef waitin'
King James the game, number-one free agent
I been winnin', you been losin'
Dipset back got the UN movin'
Movin' chips. Frito-Lay
You folks. Yes, sir. I'm the east-coast Dre

[Swizz Beatz & Busta Rhymes:]
I said, "Wait!" (Ay. Yo. Ghost, where you at, nigga?!)
I said, "Wait! Stop the party
I don't wanna hurt nobody
But..."

[Ghostface:]
Yo! I know a couple of real killers that's Catholic
White boys that speed blacks cleanin' their ratchets
In the bloodline Osiris, I'm the only Muslim in the pool
They know I put that work in like a pirate
Jails you slap the ox in the green Jell-O
Carvin' your face is like the sound of a sweet demo
Swiss knives intimidate Roscoe
Blood drippin' over my crisp Nikes
The streets the TECs spit like tabasco
Never sip the blue shit or pink rosé
That's more for like pretty women, you're so lame
So if you wanna get physical
Staten Island goons is in the cut
Tony Starks play the front like my genitals

[Swizz Beatz, Busta Rhymes & DMX:]
I said, "Wait!"
And y'all thought I was makin' a movie already? Huh?
Welcome home, dog! Aw! Shucks, man!
I said, "Wait! Stop the party
Grr! Woo!
I don't wanna hurt nobody
But...
Arf! Arf!"

[DMX:]
I went away for a minute, it's like I'm back from the dead (Yea!)
Relapse on you niggas, and crack some heads (A'ight!)
Lemme see: my plate's empty, yours is full
You suck, real talk, c'mon with the bull!
Guns clap like applause (Yea!), tap-tap on the doors (Yea!)
You're gon' be like, "What's that?!"
All you gon' hear is "Blap!" through the walls (Yea!)
I rep for the town that said, "Fuck Pataki!" (A'ight!)
Niggas from Clinton, Comstock and Coxsackie

[Swizz Beatz:]
I said, "Wait! Stop the party
I don't wanna hurt nobody
But..."
Ooh! Yeah! Oh! Yeah! Oh!
Get 'em up! Get get 'em up! Oh!
Get 'em up! Get get 'em up! Yeah!
Get 'em up! Get get 'em up! Oh!
Get 'em up! Get get 'em up!