Here we go, here we go Here we go, here we go I was a terror since the public school era Bathroom passes, cuttin' classes, squeezing asses Smoking blunts was a daily routine Since thirteen, a chubby ***** on the scene I used to have the tres duce And the duce, duce in my bubble goose Now I got the mac in my knapsack Loungin' black, smoking sacks up in acts And sidekicks with my sidekicks rockin' fly kicks Honeys want to chat But all we wanna know is, where the party at? And can I bring my gat? If not, I hope I don't get shot But I throw my vest on my chest 'cause *****z is a mess It don't take nothin' but frontin' for me to start somethin' Buggin' and buckin' at *****z like I was duck huntin' Dumbing out, just me and my crew 'Cause all we wanna do is And party and bull**** and party and bull**** And party and bull**** and party and bull**** And party and bull**** and party and bull**** And party and bull**** and party and bull**** And party and bull**** and Hugs from the honeys, pounds from the roughnecks Seen my man Spade that I knew from the projects Said he had beef, asked me if I had my piece Sure do, two twenty two's in my shoes Holler if you need me love, I'm in the house Roam and strollin' see what the honeys is about Moet popping, hoe hopping Ain't no stopping Big Poppa, I'm a bad boy *****z wanna front, who got your back? (Biggie) *****z wanna flex, who got the gat? (Biggie) It ain't hard to tell I'm the east coast overdose So ***** you scared you're supposed to *****, I told ya, put fear in your heart **** up the party before it even start Pissy drunk, off the Henny and stuff Or some brand-nubian **** beatin' down punks And party and bull**** and party and bull**** And party and bull**** and party and bull**** And party and bull**** and party and bull**** And party and bull**** and party and bull**** And party and bull**** and *****es in the back looking righteous In a tight dress I think I might just hit her with a little Biggie 101 How to tote a gun and have fun with Jamaican rum Conversations, blunts in rotation My man Big Jacques got the glock in his waist And we're smoking, drinking, got the ****** thinking If money smell bad than this ***** Biggie stinking Is it my charm? I got the ******s eatin' out my palm She grabbed my arm and said, "Let's leave calm" I'm hittin' skins again, rolled up another blunt, bought a Heineken *****z start to loke out, a kid got choked out Blows was thrown and a ****ing fight broke out Can't we just all get along? So I can put hickies on her chest like Li'l Shawn Get her pissy drunk off the Dom Perrignon And it's on and I'm gone, that's that Party and bull**** and party and bull**** And party and bull**** and party and bull**** And party and bull**** and party and bull**** (Junior Mafia likes that) And party and bull**** and party and bull**** (Uptown likes that) And party and bull**** and party and bull**** (Bad Boy likes that) And party and bull**** and party and bull**** (Brooklyn Crew likes that) And party and bull**** and party and bull**** (Third Eye likes that) And party and bull**** and party and bull****
Here we go, here we go Here we go, here we go I was a terror since the public school era Bathroom passes, cuttin' classes, squeezing asses Smoking blunts was a daily routine Since thirteen, a chubby ***** on the scene I used to have the tres duce And the duce, duce in my bubble goose Now I got the mac in my knapsack Loungin' black, smoking sacks up in acts And sidekicks with my sidekicks rockin' fly kicks Honeys want to chat But all we wanna know is, where the party at? And can I bring my gat? If not, I hope I don't get shot But I throw my vest on my chest 'cause *****z is a mess It don't take nothin' but frontin' for me to start somethin' Buggin' and buckin' at *****z like I was duck huntin' Dumbing out, just me and my crew 'Cause all we wanna do is And party and bull**** and party and bull**** And party and bull**** and party and bull**** And party and bull**** and party and bull**** And party and bull**** and party and bull**** And party and bull**** and Hugs from the honeys, pounds from the roughnecks Seen my man Spade that I knew from the projects Said he had beef, asked me if I had my piece Sure do, two twenty two's in my shoes Holler if you need me love, I'm in the house Roam and strollin' see what the honeys is about Moet popping, hoe hopping Ain't no stopping Big Poppa, I'm a bad boy *****z wanna front, who got your back? (Biggie) *****z wanna flex, who got the gat? (Biggie) It ain't hard to tell I'm the east coast overdose So ***** you scared you're supposed to *****, I told ya, put fear in your heart **** up the party before it even start Pissy drunk, off the Henny and stuff Or some brand-nubian **** beatin' down punks And party and bull**** and party and bull**** And party and bull**** and party and bull**** And party and bull**** and party and bull**** And party and bull**** and party and bull**** And party and bull**** and *****es in the back looking righteous In a tight dress I think I might just hit her with a little Biggie 101 How to tote a gun and have fun with Jamaican rum Conversations, blunts in rotation My man Big Jacques got the glock in his waist And we're smoking, drinking, got the ****** thinking If money smell bad than this ***** Biggie stinking Is it my charm? I got the ******s eatin' out my palm She grabbed my arm and said, "Let's leave calm" I'm hittin' skins again, rolled up another blunt, bought a Heineken *****z start to loke out, a kid got choked out Blows was thrown and a ****ing fight broke out Can't we just all get along? So I can put hickies on her chest like Li'l Shawn Get her pissy drunk off the Dom Perrignon And it's on and I'm gone, that's that Party and bull**** and party and bull**** And party and bull**** and party and bull**** And party and bull**** and party and bull**** (Junior Mafia likes that) And party and bull**** and party and bull**** (Uptown likes that) And party and bull**** and party and bull**** (Bad Boy likes that) And party and bull**** and party and bull**** (Brooklyn Crew likes that) And party and bull**** and party and bull**** (Third Eye likes that) And party and bull**** and party and bull****
