| Now I’m just ready to go, right before the party start, party start
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| Girl, I’m not gon' break your party heart, party heart
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| Girl, I’m just letting you know
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| Because we 'bout to party hard, party hard
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| I hope you ready to go
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| Outside, slamming Chevy doors, Chevy doors, Chevy door
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| Rims tall as John Salley though, Salley though, Salley though
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| Gold chains, mainly Figaro, Figaro, Figaro and one of them Rolex links
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| Mister T necklace, Slick Rick rings, diamonds dancing through the night
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| Pregamed all day, waiting for the night
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| I’m on the tree, she on Ketel One and Sprite
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| Told her take it light 'cause later on gon' be tight
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| 6−4 low rider, solid gold pipes, stars and the stripes
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| Spangled banner cameras and the lights, stars out tonight
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| Red carpet life, standing on them couches
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| Blowing clouds at bouncers
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| Spilling champagne on my trousers, it’s a party all around us
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| The music gets into my party heart, party heart
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| Now I’m just ready to go, right before the party start, party start
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| Girl, I’m not gon' break your party heart, party heart
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| Girl, I’m just letting you know
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| Because we 'bout to party hard, party hard
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| I hope you ready to go
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| Me and LeBron got the same whips
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| Me and Dwyane on the same strip
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| Me and Wiz burn the same piff
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| Me and Stalley need the same pick
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| Me and Meek bone the same chicks
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| Me and Wale rock the same kicks
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| Contract like I play for the Knicks
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| My crib look like I’m still playing with bricks
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| My Chevrolet shines like a marble floor
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| Baby, keep it raw, have you modeled before
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| Fontaine Bleau, Club Liv, gold bottles galore
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| We can party hard in exclusive couture
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| Starting at your toes and I’m travelling north
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| Down south boy, diabolical boss
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| Hermes belt, spent a G for it
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| The G5 ready for a D-boy
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| The music gets into my party heart, party heart
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| Now I’m just ready to go, right before the party start, party start
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| Girl, I’m not gon' break your party heart, party heart
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| Girl, I’m just letting you know
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| Because we 'bout to party hard, party hard
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| I hope you ready to go
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| You know I like to party hard, hard, hard
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| Use a Glock for my bodyguard, guard, guard
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| Throw it to my dogs, now it’s far-fetched
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| I be on the block with Ron like Artest
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| Niggas saying that they 'bout it but I’m 'bout this caper
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| Damn near, got carpel tunnel, trying to count this paper
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| Met a girl named Jamaica but she from Decatur
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| Got a brother with the work, trying to get my cake up
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| Had a crib with the lake when I was 24
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| Bought rims for the car off of ten foot four
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| Niggas 'round the city, they have been exposed
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| If you really getting money then it’s really dough
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| I’m on the phone with a bitch that say she wanna smoke
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| Click on the other line, this bitch say she really broke
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| Man, what gives
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| I got ideas they don’t wanna listen
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| All you gotta do is pay ties and pay attention
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| I wanna thank God for this permission with this intention
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| The music gets into my party heart, party heart
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| Now I’m just ready to go, right before the party start, party start
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| Girl, I’m not gon' break your party heart, party heart
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| Girl, I’m just letting you know |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Party Heart , by - Rick Ross. Song from the album Savage Journey To The American Dream, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп