We Still Party

歌詞

Ain't no puzzle y'all, we, uh Groovin off the spirituality, and it feels good I got somethin to say though It's time for somebody to take over the West Coast power with fly style, and I'm the one Been here for years, check your files 'Cause I'm the kinda nigga with a strong desire To nut up, light a torch, and set the world on fire! See me bouncin' in my 'Vette Doin' donuts in the middle of Reseda with Rosarita Tryna find some place to eat her 'Cause I'm freaky with a capital F I'll beat up your little pocket pita 'til there ain't nothing left I'm nasty See, we gets better when you think we hot And we got more cheddar than they think we got You see we make the kinda money that when we withdraw They notify the feds 'cause it's too much y'all What you call a stash, we call it petty cash Spend five or six figures a month. ain't left a gash Party all night and we sleep all day Drink Corona X for breakfast then we ready to play I still like 'em green eyed, big ol' titties and thighs Big ol' nigga, little heart, and I'm big at the thighs So shoot your game, baby girl, don't be scared to take a pet You never know, it just might get wet We still party, we gets high Sometimes we don't feel grown-up and that's no lie So we party, until we die 'Cause life is much too short for you to not be fly Now whether or not I be drunk off a gallon of Moet I can still make the beats stink like some salmon croquette Go to the hood and get all the kids that I can fit In a limo, take 'em to the store and buy 'em some shit Give 'em a demo of my new shit 'cause it's the shit And let 'em know that they the shit And they can make hits 'cause it ain't shit I gotta keep the cycle goin' Baby doll, whichever way the wind be blowin', I'm goin' Flyer than a motherfucker, Mr. Dante C'mon, B, back me up each and every day Whether it's hot, whether it's cold Whether it's soft, whether it's bold Whether it's new, whether it's old Whether it's GOLD, platinum, I stack 'em Dante, baby doll, we be fly Freestylin' like a motherfucker, don't ask why 'Cause this ain't Budweiser— "BUD", "WEIS", "ER" "Did you see the, thighs on her?" We nastier than a motherfucker, baby doll Can I freak your shit, and, break your sugar wall down? To the compound, uh huh The elements, feel my elephant, haha We still party, we gets high Sometimes we don't feel grown-up and that's no lie So we party, until we die 'Cause life is much too short for you to not be fly Now did y'all feel that? See, ain't nothing but God mackin' goin' on right now, see? The game is to be told and not sold dependin' on which game it is And we gon' keep it way real, you know? 'Cause it ain't no doubt in nobody's mind that I'm a very blessed individual, man If we don't turn it around and give it back then we can't go forward, do you feel me? So that's what we do every time we get on this microphone We let 'em know that we might be street rappers But we are very much anointed, and we got somethin' to say So if you feel me like we feelin' y'all, get yo' ass up on the ball Time to take this shit back, all of it 'Cause it was ours to begin with Don't sleep, baby; don't sleep, homey Now when the hook come back again... (That's what's happenin') We still party, we gets high Sometimes we don't feel grown-up and that's no lie So we party, until we die 'Cause life is much too short for you to not be fly