The Party Don`t Stop Lyrics

The Party Don`t Stop lyrics

featuring Foxy Brown Master P

[Mia X]

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: