The party don't stop
by Johnny Mathis
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I got the ghetto grooves guranteed to make your shoes move
Through the dance floor
What you came for?Actin´ like ain´t know
That I flows,everything over?knocks?
With the peep by the pound
And the ice cream shop
They finally drop the first lady off that No Limit tape
And I´ma???? flows baby,think I ain´t!
You can´t see even if you had a bird´s eye view
Or bifocals, these mind vocals just goes
On and on, you know you can´t resist
So let your head knock back and look foward to this, Miss
Biggest Momma with the?rhyme-a? and Prada
Fly known rigotta and my ice just gotta
Light up the room like Vegas
Been by my papa,ever since my flight that China white
Peelin´ wit´ the steel,recognize the real
Better rimes and bring skills I will
Keep it locked,word to my moms dredlocks
Some nights I just wanna set the party on top
Wit´ P and the Ill Na Na,unified hip hop
Mo´ chedda as long as the party don´t stop
Chorus:
We don´t care if the party don´t stop
Got nothing but time so let the beat knock pop
Bangin´ to the east
Shakin´ it to the west
Throw it up northside
And the south gonna handle the rest
(repeat)
[Master P]
There ain´t No Limit to this game I spit
36´s on 55,I got money to get
It´s the Ill Na Na wit´ the Big Momma
Now I´m the Big Poppa,I mean a Big Dada
I used to make my money hustlin´ and bustin´ wit´ gats
Now-a-days I get money for bustin´ rhymes and raps
I got the cocoa and cream,not the kind that steam
Cause it´s crispy and clean
Cristale and green,uhhhhh!
600 wit´ that 28 inch will
Word is 50 wit´ no dollar bills
Pearl presidential wit´ that big and????
Tears on our backs but they still can´t handle
Independent black owned and I´m ´bout it ´bout it
That´s why No Limit is rowdy rowdy!
chorus:
[Foxy Brown]
Uhhh,you know dat na na don´t fake none
Millions by the Mason
Shit,money I´ma take some
Ask P,he know that Fox gettin´ nasty
Little sassy ass,´bout it ´bout it
Hoes know I don´t play that free shit
Make ´em lick my shit hard
Then leave that nigga with his dick hard
Huhh,you got to work me to hurt me
And when I´m bored fuck around on how you jerk yours
From NY to NO
Niggas know they my hoes,bringin´ my doe
Wanna floss wit´ me in the front seat of your 3
Hunderd Benz-do,watch us work them ends though
Baddest bitch with that multi platnuim clit
Peep this,don´t let a trick fuck you and I heard you?licked?
Ice Cream Man
[Master P]
Wit´ the Ill Na Na and this Big Momma
That´s why the party don´t stop
chorus
Through the dance floor
What you came for?Actin´ like ain´t know
That I flows,everything over?knocks?
With the peep by the pound
And the ice cream shop
They finally drop the first lady off that No Limit tape
And I´ma???? flows baby,think I ain´t!
You can´t see even if you had a bird´s eye view
Or bifocals, these mind vocals just goes
On and on, you know you can´t resist
So let your head knock back and look foward to this, Miss
Biggest Momma with the?rhyme-a? and Prada
Fly known rigotta and my ice just gotta
Light up the room like Vegas
Been by my papa,ever since my flight that China white
Peelin´ wit´ the steel,recognize the real
Better rimes and bring skills I will
Keep it locked,word to my moms dredlocks
Some nights I just wanna set the party on top
Wit´ P and the Ill Na Na,unified hip hop
Mo´ chedda as long as the party don´t stop
Chorus:
We don´t care if the party don´t stop
Got nothing but time so let the beat knock pop
Bangin´ to the east
Shakin´ it to the west
Throw it up northside
And the south gonna handle the rest
(repeat)
[Master P]
There ain´t No Limit to this game I spit
36´s on 55,I got money to get
It´s the Ill Na Na wit´ the Big Momma
Now I´m the Big Poppa,I mean a Big Dada
I used to make my money hustlin´ and bustin´ wit´ gats
Now-a-days I get money for bustin´ rhymes and raps
I got the cocoa and cream,not the kind that steam
Cause it´s crispy and clean
Cristale and green,uhhhhh!
600 wit´ that 28 inch will
Word is 50 wit´ no dollar bills
Pearl presidential wit´ that big and????
Tears on our backs but they still can´t handle
Independent black owned and I´m ´bout it ´bout it
That´s why No Limit is rowdy rowdy!
chorus:
[Foxy Brown]
Uhhh,you know dat na na don´t fake none
Millions by the Mason
Shit,money I´ma take some
Ask P,he know that Fox gettin´ nasty
Little sassy ass,´bout it ´bout it
Hoes know I don´t play that free shit
Make ´em lick my shit hard
Then leave that nigga with his dick hard
Huhh,you got to work me to hurt me
And when I´m bored fuck around on how you jerk yours
From NY to NO
Niggas know they my hoes,bringin´ my doe
Wanna floss wit´ me in the front seat of your 3
Hunderd Benz-do,watch us work them ends though
Baddest bitch with that multi platnuim clit
Peep this,don´t let a trick fuck you and I heard you?licked?
Ice Cream Man
[Master P]
Wit´ the Ill Na Na and this Big Momma
That´s why the party don´t stop
chorus
