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Posted: 09/18/08 10:10 PM
Author: seekingme
Location: Florida
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Name & Artist of a 90's rap song needed
Hello everyone. I remember a rap/hip hop/dancy (sorry not sure which it falls under) song that was set to the tune of a Schoolhouse Rock beat. I think not sure that the name of the song was called "No Questions" but I don't know the name of the group that did it.

Lyrics are fuzzy but goes something like this:

"And everywhere that my crews go"
"Like LA, New York and Detriot"
"And everyone ho that my crew knows"
"Like Tonya Maria or Stephanie"
"You know we get down"
"You know we get down ohhhh"

Lol yea I know that is kind of crazy but I swear that is how I remember it. If anyone can help I would be in your debt.


Posted: 09/19/08 02:48 PM
Author: sonar
Location: charleston, sc
Posts: 12

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Name & Artist of a 90's rap song needed
I think you might be referring to "The Theme (it?s party time)" by Tracey Lee.
Posted: 09/19/08 09:16 PM
Author: seekingme
Location: Florida
Posts: 2

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Name & Artist of a 90's rap song needed
Yea thats it...I found out the name last night. Thanx for the answer!! :)
Posted: 07/16/09 11:04 AM
Author: jvc4099
Location: Denver, CO
Posts: 2

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Name & Artist of a 90's rap song needed
Hey the name of that song is "The Theme" by Tracey Lee. I pasted lyrics from ohhla.com below.

Artist: Tracey Lee
Album: Many Facez
Song: The Theme (It's Party Time)
Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash

It's party time! Woooahh, it's party time!
Havin a party, c'mon

Yeah yeah, Tray Lee nigga, ByStorm (ByStorm)
Ain't no mystery (hah, ByStorm)
RNF to death (hah, ByStorm)
We just one step beyond (RNF no doubt), hey, hey
Yeah (check it out), check it out (c'mon, ah-hah)
Check it out (c'mon, ah-hah) check it out (c'mon, ah-hah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Chorus: Tracey Lee and crew

And everywhere that my crew go
And every hoe that my crew know
And every show that my crew blow
You know we get down, you know we get down

Verse One: Tracey Lee

Hey this is how we get down with no question
Trees in the V.I.P. section, Big Sun sippin on French Connections
Dashin, decked in the latest fashions
Flashin, niggaz spendin tax free cash, ten G stash
Son leavin the club scene smashed, hah
Ass in abundance, run with a sick type
click with mics get in your shit life
so better make sure your shit's tight
When I bomb, shit is worldwide like dot.com
Known to rock swarms, get up in that ass like
Dong Strongarm in the place at alarming rates
Got a fifth and that's all it takes
for me to flip won't slip
Try to front on and get your fronts chipped
Runnin chicks home in plush whips, get a duck sick
Let it be known we got a song that don't quit

Chorus: Tracey Lee and crew

And every hoe that my crew know
Like Tonya, Michelle, and Nicky
And every show that my crew blow
Like the Apollo, or BET
And everywhere that my crew go
Like Philly, New York, or DC
You know we get down, you know we get down

Verse Two: Tracey Lee

Yeah this is how we get down with no question
Run up in a chicken's midsection, boom I rock on
from marathons to quick sessions
Menage-a-trois, killin your whole crew
with at least sixteen bars like MC's supposed to
A real MC, take you, to School like D
I'm Kool like G, in Rap, I use the mic, to rule like a pharoah
Dipped in my Nike apparel, you know we get down
Bad to the bone like marrow chicks
Crack your boom, Tray gets played from the plat the greatest tune
Philly's in here, been here, lyrics they win here
Why did you go there? I swear
RNF tears the things like that
We breakin your team up like a salary cap, and it don't stop
until I get the cream like Shaq
Seventeen mil annual, flammable

Chorus: Tracey Lee and crew

And every hoe that my crew know
Like Tasha, Yvette, or Sha-See
And every show that my crew blow
Like the Palladium or MTV
And everywhere that my crew go
Like Atlanta, LA, or Jersey
You know we get down, you know we get down

It's party time
Ohhhhh yeah, it's party time, havin a party, c'mon
(repeat 2X)

Verse Three: Tracey Lee

So with no question, hey, lyrics get etched in
stone destined to be, y'all niggaz Jonesin
A threat when, in the zone get protection
duke the best in, my profession
When I ride loops like a stretch Benz, heads get laced
D-Dot keep the chrome cocked, just in case
Tracey Lee rocks son I'm chosen
Whenever we got this party scene live it's frozen
Whoaaa, time to close in on those who be dozen
Not tryin to hear it, without wine and spirit
Shows continue to blow the venue
With flows that's sicked than influ-enza
Roll with a squad that injures pretenders
I'm pullin your card, so surrender
Bombard your agenda, at last RNF stash
with more pitch slaughterin, so we be the new world order in

Chorus: Tracey Lee and crew

And everywhere that my crew go
And every hoe that my crew know
And every show that my crew blow
You know we get down, you know we get down
(repeat 2X)

Posted: 07/16/09 11:04 AM
Author: jvc4099
Location: Denver, CO
Posts: 2

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Name & Artist of a 90's rap song needed
Hey the name of that song is "The Theme" by Tracey Lee. I pasted lyrics from ohhla.com below.

Artist: Tracey Lee
Album: Many Facez
Song: The Theme (It's Party Time)
Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash

It's party time! Woooahh, it's party time!
Havin a party, c'mon

Yeah yeah, Tray Lee nigga, ByStorm (ByStorm)
Ain't no mystery (hah, ByStorm)
RNF to death (hah, ByStorm)
We just one step beyond (RNF no doubt), hey, hey
Yeah (check it out), check it out (c'mon, ah-hah)
Check it out (c'mon, ah-hah) check it out (c'mon, ah-hah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Chorus: Tracey Lee and crew

And everywhere that my crew go
And every hoe that my crew know
And every show that my crew blow
You know we get down, you know we get down

Verse One: Tracey Lee

Hey this is how we get down with no question
Trees in the V.I.P. section, Big Sun sippin on French Connections
Dashin, decked in the latest fashions
Flashin, niggaz spendin tax free cash, ten G stash
Son leavin the club scene smashed, hah
Ass in abundance, run with a sick type
click with mics get in your shit life
so better make sure your shit's tight
When I bomb, shit is worldwide like dot.com
Known to rock swarms, get up in that ass like
Dong Strongarm in the place at alarming rates
Got a fifth and that's all it takes
for me to flip won't slip
Try to front on and get your fronts chipped
Runnin chicks home in plush whips, get a duck sick
Let it be known we got a song that don't quit

Chorus: Tracey Lee and crew

And every hoe that my crew know
Like Tonya, Michelle, and Nicky
And every show that my crew blow
Like the Apollo, or BET
And everywhere that my crew go
Like Philly, New York, or DC
You know we get down, you know we get down

Verse Two: Tracey Lee

Yeah this is how we get down with no question
Run up in a chicken's midsection, boom I rock on
from marathons to quick sessions
Menage-a-trois, killin your whole crew
with at least sixteen bars like MC's supposed to
A real MC, take you, to School like D
I'm Kool like G, in Rap, I use the mic, to rule like a pharoah
Dipped in my Nike apparel, you know we get down
Bad to the bone like marrow chicks
Crack your boom, Tray gets played from the plat the greatest tune
Philly's in here, been here, lyrics they win here
Why did you go there? I swear
RNF tears the things like that
We breakin your team up like a salary cap, and it don't stop
until I get the cream like Shaq
Seventeen mil annual, flammable

Chorus: Tracey Lee and crew

And every hoe that my crew know
Like Tasha, Yvette, or Sha-See
And every show that my crew blow
Like the Palladium or MTV
And everywhere that my crew go
Like Atlanta, LA, or Jersey
You know we get down, you know we get down

It's party time
Ohhhhh yeah, it's party time, havin a party, c'mon
(repeat 2X)

Verse Three: Tracey Lee

So with no question, hey, lyrics get etched in
stone destined to be, y'all niggaz Jonesin
A threat when, in the zone get protection
duke the best in, my profession
When I ride loops like a stretch Benz, heads get laced
D-Dot keep the chrome cocked, just in case
Tracey Lee rocks son I'm chosen
Whenever we got this party scene live it's frozen
Whoaaa, time to close in on those who be dozen
Not tryin to hear it, without wine and spirit
Shows continue to blow the venue
With flows that's sicked than influ-enza
Roll with a squad that injures pretenders
I'm pullin your card, so surrender
Bombard your agenda, at last RNF stash
with more pitch slaughterin, so we be the new world order in

Chorus: Tracey Lee and crew

And everywhere that my crew go
And every hoe that my crew know
And every show that my crew blow
You know we get down, you know we get down
(repeat 2X)

Posted: 09/10/09 10:34 PM
Author: shells
Location: charlotte
Posts: 3

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Name & Artist of a 90's rap song needed
tracy lee- name of the song is :the party


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