Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Party Ya Ass Off, artist - Tha Alkaholiks. Album song Bar Tab, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 04.08.2008
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Tunecore
Song language: English
Party Ya Ass Off |
| Drink, smoke, PARTY YA ASS OFF |
| Drink, smoke it, PARTY YA ASS OFF |
| Drink it, smoke it, PARTY YA ASS OFF |
| Drink it, smoke it, PARTY YA ASS OFF |
| (Whassup white girl?) |
| Drink, smoke, PARTY YA ASS OFF (Y'know you ain’t got no ass to party off) |
| (But fuck it, we’ll work wit’chu, it’s Tha Liks) |
| I know y’all heard the rumors 'bout Tha Alkies grand finale |
| How J-Ro shot Swift and Tash moved out of Cali |
| Half that shit is true, half that shit is true lies |
| It’ll be a cold day in hell before the Likwit crew divides |
| All I can say is save some space for me |
| (We the best that ever did it) And bow out gracefully |
| Yeah — we three different solo careers about to blast off |
| But right about now we bout to PARTY YA ASS OFF |
| — repeat 2X |
| Drink, smoke, PARTY YA ASS OFF |
| While my pen electric slides across the pages of my notepad |
| With no dad, CaTash spans the earth like a nomad |
| I go grab the dollars while y’all askin who’s is it |
| Only bitches on the list, when the Likwit crew visits |
| Xzibit that’s my nigga, stop askin stupid questions |
| I got too much time invested in these studio sessions |
| Let’s get the, show on the road, spot dates, award tours |
| J-Ro tell these niggas what the fuck we in it for |
| We in it for the love, we in it for the chippers |
| We in it for the chicks walkin round in fuzzy slippers |
| We on our final mission and we ready to blast off |
| (Drink, smoke, PARTY YA ASS OFF) |
| This ain’t tic-tac-toe, I got a click-clack flow |
| The number one objective is to get that dough |
| From Pacoma to Corona droppin hip-hop on ya |
| Tha Liks are on your side just like a kidney donor, so |
| — repeat 2X |
| My word is bond, your bond is ten percent |
| You ask your moms to put the house up but moms is payin rent |
| (Yae yay!) You got bent, look at all the shit you sent her through |
| Out there startin shit like the King T interview |
| I’m the black Bryant Gumbel, the city is a jungle |
| That’s why we smoke trees and stack cheese by the bundle |
| You fake A&R's make me think it would be beautiful |
| To throw a live hand grenade up in your cubicle |
| All I know is rap labels is craps tables |
| Put yo' nuts on the coffin and pray to black angels |
| My tour pass dangles from my neck to my wishbone |
| We been on tour with everybody, Snoop Dogg to Fishbone |
| J-Ro, one thousand degrees |
| I chain smoke MC’s, and you’ll be burnin beggin please |
| Alkaholiks got y’all drunk for years |
| Now we drinkin beers at the bar like Norm on Cheers |
| — repeat 4X to fade |