| Playaz meet me at the club cuz it’s goin down
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| Master P got a party and you know we gone clown
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| It started at 10 ends when you leave
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| So I guess that’s tomorrow if you party like me
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| I can’t see the dancefloor cuz so many feet
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| But dead smack in the middle’s where I’m trying to be
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| Valet got my Benz parked in VIP
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| No doubt that’s the section for the cars all paid out
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| We in the house niggas screaming T-R-U
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| More ice on our bodies than an igloo
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| Can we get you anything to make you feel at home
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| All expenses on us
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| Get your eat and drink on
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| Money really ain’t a thing
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| That’s why the name’s No Limit
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| Known for goin all out to have you all up in it
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| So let’s get it started
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| And the real tru playaz gone shine at the party
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| Imma shine at the party
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| Sportin like 10 karats
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| Flex like seven figures
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| Me and all my niggas
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| Gettin jiggy in the club
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| All eyes on us
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| And as far as money goes
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| Yall know what’s up
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| My girls mix hennessy with alize
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| We in full effect
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| Now we got that rowdy crowd
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| But all playaz ain’t nobody tryin to get knocked out |
| The guys got the poker game goin on in the back
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| The ballaz baby the niggas with the briefcase kinda cake
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| High stakes fo sho head bustaz at the door
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| You can’t look in without four figures or more
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| The place is like a fashion show
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| Everybody’s feeling right
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| Big face Frank-i-lins falling from the sky
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| It is our mama first lady of the tank
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| Major crazy bank straight flossin think I ain’t?
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| Can’t do how we do cuz we all tru
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| Imitaters try to but that’s on you
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| Boo a party ain’t a party unless we give it
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| Cuz the party don’t stop |