Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Party Don't Stop (feat. Master P & Foxy Brown), artist - Mia x.
Date of issue: 31.12.1996
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
The Party Don't Stop (feat. Master P & Foxy Brown) |
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 |
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 |
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! |
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 |
Wit' the Ill Na Na and this Big Momma |
That’s why the party don’t stop |