Where The Party At
The Jagged Edge Lyrics
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Come on, yeah, come on
(Uh-oh) oh-oh-oh-oh (yeah)
(Uh-oh) oh-oh-oh-oh (come on)
(Uh-oh) oh-oh-oh-oh (yeah)
If the party's where you're at, then let me know
Said, uh, don't be trippin' when you see us in the club
'Cause 'round here, if you slip you catch a hot one (uh)
N- ridin' shotgun, couple of 'em got one (yeah)
Belvedere in the rear of the club
Pulled up on dubs and we 'bout to go and buy the bar up (haha)
So soulful, sure we ain't playin' (uh-uh)
Hang with no lames, hit the park and sayin'
Ayy, where the party at? (Where it at?)
Girls is on the way, where the Bacardi at? (Yes, we do)
Bottles and models, talkin' all of that (uh-huh)
You know I can't forget about my thugs (nah)
Where the party at? And all my girls
Where the party at? Off in the club (where the party at? Oh)
Where the party at?
If the party's where you're at, let me hear you say
(Uh-oh) oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (uh-huh)
(Uh-oh) oh-oh-oh-oh (come on)
(Uh-oh) oh-oh-oh-oh (oh, yeah)
If the party's where you're at, just let me know (yeah)
All the girls in the club in they best outfits (uh)
Just showin' that skin, tryna make a n- wanna spit
Where you been, girl? You and your friend
Need to come to the back where we got it locked down at (yeah, haha)
In your white t-shirt or a three-piece suit
Don't matter what you wear, all that matters is who you with
Some jiggy and some straight grindin' (yeah)
All up in the club just to have a good time (oh)
Ayy, where the party at? (Uh-huh, uh)
Girls is on the way, where the Bacardi at? (Uh)
Bottles and models, talkin' all of that (yeah)
You know I can't forget about my thugs (nah, uh-huh)
Where the party at? And all my girls (Where it at, y'all? Uh)
Where the party at? Off in the club (Where it at? J.E.)
Where the party at? (Nah mean)
If the party's where you're at, let me hear you say (uh, uh, uh)
(Uh-oh) oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (oh)
(Uh-oh) oh-oh-oh-oh (huh, oh-oh-oh)
(Uh-oh) oh-oh-oh-oh (uh-huh, uh)
If the party's where you're at, just let me know (Nelly, holla)
Can you show me where that party at, dirty? (Uh)
Somewhere where it's crackin' right around one-thirty (uh-huh)
Never get there too early
Come in as is (ayy), du-rags and Timbs (hahaha)
I'm rollin' past his (ayy, uh), his little Jag' and Benz
With the Rolls, not the one with the stem, the one with the rims
The one that seem to make more enemies than friends
I'm slidin' in past doors (oh), both eyes closed (uh-huh)
Both arms rose (oh), both charms froze
With the S-O-S-O, D-E-dot-F (So So Def)
We buyin' bottles, bottles, until there ain't none left (uh-uh)
I'm quick to go left (yo), I plays with no ref
I jams more than Def, baby, show me the club (haha)
I'm like, "Ayy, where that Bacardi at?" (Uh-huh, uh)
Come and mix it with the Cris', baby, what's wrong with that?
We in the V.I.p. Twisted (twisted)
Damn right, spliffed it (yeah)
Two way a n-, ooh, then make it like you missed it (haha, come on)
Ayy, where the party at? (Oh)
Girls is on the way, where the Bacardi at? (Uh)
Bottles and models, talkin' all of that (uh-huh)
You know I can't forget about my thugs (thugs)
Where the party at? And all my girls
Where the party at? Off in the club (uh-huh, off in the club)
Where the party at? (Uh)
If the party's where you're at, let me hear you say
(Uh-oh) oh-oh-oh-oh (come on)
(Uh-oh) oh-oh-oh-oh (huh)
(Uh-oh) oh-oh-oh-oh (come on)
If the party's where you're at, just let me hear you say
(Uh-oh) oh-oh-oh-oh (uh, come on)
(Uh-oh) oh-oh-oh-oh (huh)
(Uh-oh) oh-oh-oh-oh
If the party's where you're at, just let me know (come on)
Left side, just put your hands up, throw 'em up
Right side, just put your hands up, throw 'em up
Everybody, put your hands up, throw 'em
When the beat come back around, e'rybody do it again
Do the Eastside run this motha' for ya? (Hell yeah)
Do my Southside run this motha' for ya? (Hell yeah)
And them haters ain't hittin' on
Ain't talkin 'bout us
And they look like
If the party's where you're at, let me hear you say
The Jagged Edge's song "Where The Party At" is a fast-paced throughout song that essentially describes a club scene. The song's lyrics persuade the people to get involved in having a good time and make the place rock. The lead singer of the band Jermaine Dupri encourages everyone to come together and party without judging the person next to you. Jermaine wants everyone to feel good and have an incredible time that is "so so, for sure we ain't playin'." They will hang out with no lame people and will hit the park and say "where the party at?" Jermaine Dupri then suggests that all the girls and the guys are getting ready to party, where is the rum, and where is the best place to be? He asks his members to lead the way, and he promises that the night will be filled with friends, good music, and plenty of drinks.
In conclusion, "Where The Party At" is a modern club classic that emphasizes the importance of expressing one's self in a safe, fun, and uplifting environment. The song creates an inviting and welcoming atmosphere for everyone to enjoy.
Line by Line Meaning
C'mon, c'mon, yeah, c'mon, yeah (uh oooh, uh oh oh oh)
Let's get the party started and have some fun!
If the party's where your at just let me know
Tell me where the party's at and I'll come join you
Don't be trippin when you see us in the club
Don't be jealous or upset when you see us having a good time
Just show a little love, represent your side like me
Show some love and pride for your group or community
'Cause 'round here if you slick you pick a hot one
You have to be smooth to get with the attractive people here
Ride shotgun, couple of 'em got one
Sit in the passenger seat, with a couple of girls already with you
Belvedere in the rear of the club
A fancy type of vodka is available in the back section of the club
Pulled up on dubs and we 'bout to go and buy the bar up
Arrived in flashy cars and are ready to spend a lot of money on drinks
So so, for sure we ain't playin'
We mean business and are serious about having a good time
Hang with no lames, hit the park and sayin'
We only hang out with cool people and are always out having fun
Ay, where the party at?
Where's the party at?
Girls is on the way, where the bacardi at?
The girls are coming, where's the rum?
Models and models, talkin' all a that
Attractive people are talking and showing off
Know I can't forget about my thugs
I won't forget about my friends and group
Off in the club
In the club, having a good time
If the party's where you're at let me hear you say (uh oooh, uh oh oh oh)
If you're at a party, make some noise
All the girls in the club in they best outfits
All the attractive women are wearing their best clothes
Just showin that skin, tryna' make a nigga wanna spit
They're revealing skin to make men attracted to them
Where you been girl? you and your friend
Where have you been? You and your friend need to come and join us
Need to come to the back where we got it locked down
Come to the private area where we're having a lot of fun
In your white t-shirt or a three-piece suit
Regardless of what you're wearing, come and join us
Don't matter what you wear all that matters is who you with
It doesn't matter what you're wearing, as long as you're with good people
Some jiggy and some are straight grindin'
Some people are dancing smoothly, while others are grinding on each other
All up in the club just to have a good time
Everyone is in the club to have fun
(If the party's where you're at just let me know) you got to show me where that party at dirty
Tell me where the party is, my friend
Somewhere where it's crackin' right around one-thirty
A place where the party is happening around 1:30 AM
Never get done too early, come in as is, doo-rags and tims
The party never ends early, come as you are, wearing your doo-rags and Timberland boots
I'm rollin past his, his little jag and benz with the rolls
I'm driving past him in my Jaguar and Mercedes with rims
Not the one with the stem the one with the rims
Not the car with the antenna, but the one with the fancy rims
The one that seem to make more enemies than friends
The car that attracts more people who dislike it than those who like it
I'm slidin' in past doors, both eyes closed
I'm entering the club smoothly without opening my eyes
Both arms rose, both charms froze
I'm putting my hands up and showing off my expensive jewelry
With the S-O S-O , D-E dot F
With my group, S.O.S.O. D.E.F.
I'm buyin bottles, bottles, until it ain't none left
I'm purchasing lots of bottles until there's none left
I'm quick to go left, I blaze with no rep
I move quickly and confidently without hesitation
I jams more than def, baby show me the club
I have better music than most DJs, so show me the best part of the club
I'm like "hey, where the bacardi at?"
I'm asking where the rum is
Come and mix it with the Cris', baby, what's wrong with that?
Mix the rum with the Cristal Champagne, it's a great combination
We in the V. I. p. twisted, down right spliffed it
We're in the VIP section, smoking and drinking heavily
Two way and, ooh they makin it like you missed it
Using the messaging app, people are pretending you missed the party
Left side, just put your hands up, throw 'em up
People on the left side, raise your hands and wave them up in the air
Right side, just put your hands up, throw 'em up
People on the right side, raise your hands and wave them up in the air
Everybody, put your hands up, throw 'em up
Everyone, raise your hands and wave them up in the air
When the beat come back around e'rybody do it again
When the beat returns, everyone should raise their hands and wave them again
Do the eastside run this mutha for ya? (Hell yeah)
Does the eastside dominate the party? (Yes, it does)
Do my southside run this mutha oh ya? (Hell yeah)
Does the southside dominate the party? (Yes, it does)
And them haters ain't hittin on, ain't talkin 'bout us
The haters are not bothering us or talking about us
And they look like
And they appear to be
If the party's where you're at let me hear you say
If there's a party where you are, make some noise
Lyrics ยฉ Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Brandon Casey, Brian Casey, Bryan Michael Paul Cox, Jermaine Dupri, Cornell Haynes
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@whatever
THIS WAS THE JAM!!!
@kitrellsimz148
Hell yeah!!
@jaybrown8258
cage mega pixel what version
keep when she gets behind hey 9th when you otherwise
@zonedout9639
whatever mos def
@ayandagloria7994
whatever and it's still hitting
@fairyettewings9271
whatever still issss
@whatever
Crazy to think this was 13 years ago! This was THE song. Feel good hit. 1999-2005 was magical musically. Kinda fell flat after that.
@ddog388112
Umm no. Before 1999 was great where you had Biggie, Pac, Nas, NWA, Wu-Tan, Snoop Dogg. After 04 when Music became shitty
@Konykonykony
whateverย we meet again.
@kttorro5454
No, music when very downhill around 2003.