Yo Stella, if you think I'm afraid of you
Grace, if you so much as think I can't do the do
Girl, if you dream I came to jerk around
You better wake up and release it

Party people in the crib get hype
Let's get this party funking right
Come on, come on

Release it
Listen to me now, release it
Come, come on, come on, release it

Who's crib is this?
My crib
Who's wine you drinking?
Mine
Who asked your ugly ass what time it was?
Nobody
We doing fine
Take it all off
Bass
I need the funk in my face
I can't stand tight asses in my place
Let's get hyped y'all
Release it

Release it
What time it is
Band
Time to get sleazy up in here
Mary, sweet Mother Jesus
Fuck that talk Morris
Hmm

Oh Stella, I know you came alone
'Cause ain't just any man qualified to take you home
Me? No, I'm not a man
Jerome? He's an adventure
Oh, somebody slap me
I don't know
Party people in the crib get hyped
Party people in the crib get hyped
Release it
Yes
Release it

Jerome?
Yo
When this solo's through
Jerome?
Morris?
Find me a Stella to rap to
Yes

Who's beat is this?
My beat
Who's horns are these blowing?
Mine
Oh, who asked your dumb ass how to catch a groove?
Nobody
We doing the do
Jerome?
Yes?
Who's Stella is this?
My Stella
Who's Stella is this?
My Stella
Then what's she doing over here with me? Um
Then what's she doing over here with me? Um, uh
Who told you that women like men with no money?
Release it, boy
Go on Stella, dance
Say man, back up, give me some room
Dance, shake it like a pecker wood
Release it

Over and over and over and over and over
Your girlfriends told you that I'm the rover
But I'm here to scold ya that if you live alone
Then we can bone
Give me a number to phone
You groan
And I am so, if you say no
Instead of crying, I'll keep trying
Until you're dying to have me for your own
So peep Stella, peep Stella
If you think that I'm afraid of you (do it MD)
If you think that I'm afraid of you (rap to her)
If you think that I can't do the do (yeah, papa)
If you think that I can't do the do (woo)
If you think I came to jerk around (don't say it)
You better wake up Stella (wake up)
This is my town

Release it
Man, let them drums kick
Let's get the hell out of here
Let's do it
We out
Release it
Motherfucker, get your ass out of my way
Release it
Release it
Release it

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Levi Jr. Seacer, Morris Day, Prince Rogers Nelson