Enjoy
Written by: Michael Turner & Christopher Portugal
[Sung sample:]
(Come on) C'mon…
(Come on) C'mon…
(Come on) C'mon…
(Come on) C'mon…
You can do it, you can do it, you can do it, you can do it
Doo do-do-doo, doo do-do-doo, WOO!
[Double K:]
(Damn… that a party in there?... Hey, nobody invite Gary. Fuck Gary!)
Yo… I drink, I smoke, I act a damn fool
Spike the punch, bring my own music
Throw the homie in the pool (Aw, nigga, what you doin'?)
And these chicks get harassed fo' sho'
Have the time of my life, and I'm going for broke
Whatcha drinkin' on, playa? (Man, rum and coke)
I told this girl what I was drinking, then I poured it down her throat
I'm on some Rick James shit tonight
Me and my Bone City Band 'bout to stay all night
Fall asleep in your bed, let your dog out the yard
Talk sex with your lady, then I walk around hard
Wait a minute… is that a pill I dropped in someone's drink?
Man, I should stop, but I can't 'cause I'm on steroids and 'gnac!
In the middle of the party, busting Melle Mel raps
And the people get disgusted 'cause I changed my clothes
They don't know where I did it, they just want me to ([Rap sample:] Go!)
But this one chick said…
([Sung sample:] Enjoy yourself…(a-get down, get down))
And I got her on the ground, did the Bobby Brown hump
Gave a peace sign, chump, next time you wanna go crunk
All you gotta do is…
[Sung sample:] (Enjoy yourself…)
Enjoy yourself (a-get down, get down)
A-get down, get down (enjoy yourself)
Enjoy yourself (a-get down, get down)
A-get down, get down (enjoy yourself)
Enjoy yourself (a-get down, get down)
A-get down, get down (enjoy yourself)
[Thes One:] (Aw, shit… fuck!)
Hey… somebody tell Todd I think I broke his iPod
Tried to plug in my 8-track
A little Project Blowed, Project Runway
Project pads or Fatback
Doing the Moonwalk, I'm spilling my cognac
(Hey, hey, where my homie at? Oh, my bad, my bad…)
Aw, shit, my bad, my bad
I barged through the bathroom, she was changing her pad
I didn't know this was your birthday, threw some chips at your dad
I called Todd's mom a "cougar", I don't think she was mad, uh…
([Sung sample:] Enjoy yours…) Like orange-label, drinking the black label
With Punjabis at the table, we the posse in the back
Me and the black Cartman smoking ([James Brown sample:] Hey!)
Out your sister's saxophone, pouring out some King Cobra
In your mom's washing machine for all my homies who at home
We get drunk, get pissy like R. Kelly, I did a stupid dance
And I knocked over your television, broke your Wii (ah fuck!)
I tripped on the steps, probably broke my knee (aw)
I'm laughing so hard I shed tears
'Cause her breath smell like 3 Musketeers
And I need s'more beer… (wooooo!)
[Sung sample:] (Enjoy yourself…)
Enjoy yourself (a-get down, get down)
A-get down, get down (enjoy yourself)
Enjoy yourself (a-get down, get down)
A-get down, get down
([Double K joins in:] enjoy yourself)
Enjoy yourself (a-get down, get down)
A-get down, get down (enjoy yourself)
(Get down, get down)
Get down, get down (Get down, get down)
(Get down, get down)
Get down, get down (Get down, get down)
(Get down, get down)
Get down, get down
([Double K:] shut up, man)
Get down, get down
Enjoy yourself… (a-get down, get down, get down…)
[Spoken sample:]
[Man #1:] Going somewhere?
[Man #2:] These men are international video pirates!
[Man #1:] Well, they won't be playing video games where they're going!
([Double K:] Where's my quarter?)
*Important Note: These transcriptions are not verified with P.U.T.S., so there may be errors. We are especially unsure of the greyed-out text. We encourage you to offer your suggestions for lyrics corrections on the site's main page.
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This track appears on the following releases:
- Fun DMC (2008) (CD only) - Gold Dust Media (GDM007)
- Live Version: The 10 Year Anniversary Set (Live DVD) - Golden Fire Pig/Piecelock 70
