Track 01
a.m.m.o Lyrics

C'mon, c'mon, yeah, c'mon, yeah
Let's go, let's go, yeah, let's go, yeah

Uh ooooooooooooh
Feeling excited and energetic

(uh oh oh oh)
Expressing this feeling with a repetitive sound

If the partys where your at just let me know
If there's a party where you are, tell me about it

Don't be trippin when you see us in the club
Don't get upset or angry when you see us in the club

Just show a little love, represent your side like me
Just show some kindness, and represent your group like I do

'Cause 'round here if you slick you pick a hot one
Because here, if you're charming, you'll attract a desirable partner

Ride shotgun, couple of 'em got one
Sit in the front seat, some of us have partners

Belvedere in the rear of the club
A bottle of Belvedere vodka is at the back of the club

Pulled up on dubs and we 'bout to go and buy the bar up
We arrived with fancy wheels and we're about to buy drinks for everyone

So So, for sure we ain't playin
We're serious and not messing around

Hang with no lames, hit the park and sayin...
We don't hang out with boring people, and we're heading to the park saying...

[Hook - Jagged Edge]
Chorus by Jagged Edge

Ay, where the party at?
Hey, where's the party?

Girls is on the way, where the Bacardi at?
Girls are coming, where's the Bacardi rum?

Models and models, talkin all a that
Attractive people are around, talking about themselves

Know I can't forget about my thugs
I can't ignore my tough friends

(Where the party at?)
Repeating the question about where the party is

And all my girls
And all of my female friends

(Where the party at?)
Again asking where the party is

Off in the club
Inside the club

(Where the party at?)
Asking again where the party is

If the party's where you're at let me hear you say
If there's a party where you are, say it out loud

Uh ooooooooooooh
Feeling excited and energetic

(uh oh oh oh)
Expressing this feeling with a repetitive sound

All the girls in the club in they best outfits
All the girls in the club wearing their best clothes

Just showin that skin, tryna' make a nigga want to spit
Showing off their bodies to attract someone's attention

Where you been girl? You and your friend
Hey, where have you been with your friend?

Need to come to the back where we got it locked down
Come to the back where we have everything under control

In your white t-shirt or a three-piece suit
Wearing casual or formal clothes

Don't matter what you wear all that matters is who you with
What you wear doesn't matter as long as you're with the right person

Some jiggy and some are straight grindin
Some people are dancing stylishly while others are grinding intimately

All up in the club just to have a good time and
Everyone's in the club just to enjoy themselves

[Hook]
Chorus by Jagged Edge

Just show me where that party at dirty
Tell me where the party is, my friend

Somewhere where it's crackin right around one-thirty
Somewhere that is lively at around one-thirty in the morning

Never get done too early
Never end the party too soon

Come in as is, doo-rags and Tims
Come however you are, with doo-rags and Timberland boots

I'm rollin past his, his little Jag and Benz
I'm driving past him, his small Jaguar and Mercedes-Benz

With the Rolls, not the one with the stem (the one with the rims)
With a Rolls-Royce car, not the one with a roof rack but the one with fancy wheels

The one that seem to make more enemies than friends
The one that attracts more haters than friends

I'm slidin in past doors, both eyes closed
I'm entering with ease, both eyes closed

Both arms rose, both charms froze
Both arms raised, both jewelry pieces shining

With the S-O-S-O, D-E dot F
With SOSO (his alias) and DEF (his label)

I'm buyin bottles, bottles, until it ain't none left
I'm buying bottles of alcohol until there's none left

I'm quick to go left, I blaze with no rep
I turn left quickly, I smoke without telling people

I jams more than def, baby show me the club
I play more music than the record label Def Jam, so show me the club

I'm like "hey, where that Bacardi at?"
I ask, 'hey, where is the Bacardi rum?'

Come and mix it with the Cris', baby, what's wrong with that?
Come and mix it with Cristal champagne, what's wrong with that?

We in the V.I.P. twisted, down right spliffed it
We're in the VIP area, smoking marijuana

Two way and shit, ooh they makin like they missed it
Sending text messages, some people pretending not to see it

[Hook]
Chorus by Jagged Edge

Left side, just put your hands up, throw 'em up
People on the left side, raise your hands and throw them up

Right side, just put your hands up, throw 'em up
People on the right side, raise your hands and throw them up

Everybody, put your hands up, throw 'em up
Everyone, raise your hands and throw them up

When the beat come back around e'rybody do it again
When the beat repeats, everyone do it again

Do the eastside run this mutha for ya? (Hell yeah)
Does the eastside rule this place for you? (Yes, definitely)

Do my southside run this mutha for ya? (Hell yeah)
Does my southside rule this place for you? (Yes, definitely)

And them haters ain't hittin on, ain't talkin 'bout us
And those haters aren't bothering us or talking about us

And they look like
And they seem to be

If the party's where you're at let me hear you say
If there's a party where you are, say it out loud