Hook: KEV NISH Say? I-I-I-I-I Party all day and all n-n-n-night, And I just wanna play my whole li-li-life, I Party, I-I-I-I-I Party, I-I-I-I-I Party
s gold Yo, we 'bout to start a epidemic wit dis one Y'all know what dis is so so def Got thirty down at the bottom, thirty mo at the top All invisible
't wanna be Home Alone Plus I felt summin' therre when we was dancin' on that song I like togetherness, can we all get along? Can we all, get in my car
on y'all niggaz like, whoa Floss the blue shrimp from two tenth like, whoa Faggot wanna peep my blueprints, I'm like, whoa Had to hit the brakes on y'all
Yeah we ridin', yeah (Short Dawg) We ridin', just bounce wit me (Short Dawg) Here to play the game Yeah Whatch'all gonna do? And we ridin' (Short Dawg
my beat's bumpin' Yeah I know you know, I'm a pimp hoe And I heard all about you, little nymfo Pussy like Niagara Falls, they say you love it all So when
You know we ridin', yeah we ridin' I got my nigga MC Breed in the house Big Baller, what you ridin' boy, what you ridin'? I got some candy paints sittin
That's why I'm pimpin' All the time, gettin' mine That's how we do it, straight pimpin' All the time, all the time It's the original, D O G, Short Dawg
know us real ones, you know we never bite When these hoes start shit you know we never fight 'Cause I'd be layin' on the ground feelin' real silly All
coming (Make it stop) Niggaz hate us all day long (We can roll) 'Cause we get our paper all night long (Gotta go) Everything I do is a world premiere I know
Erick Sermon, rolling with Short Rolled from California all the way to New York In big Benzes, G-50 up Now we trying to squash all that east west stuff We
to 'cause all week, I've been with this tall freak I know she rank top notch bitch She got it all, ridin' in a drop-top bitch I'm Short Dawg, them haters
green weed I roll it all up 'cause I'm a fiend in need Of some dank smoke all up in my chest Dangerous Crew got the bomb, we don't smoke that stress '
helpin' hand Now what we gone do We came to stack them bodies, killin' everybody like John Gotti I said we came to stack them bodies, killin' everybody
, all alone Thinkin' 'bout bitches I use to bone Tight young bitches, I can't deny Rat-haired bitches, I can't lie The bitch had body is all I know Only
m still in the game All my life all I wanted was a few hoes If I was pimpin or slingin at the liquor sto' Ain't nothin but street life, fuck that school All
act Too $hort sews the rap When I told baby all yes I am We were walking down the street holding them She said Too $hort spit that rhyme And next thing you know