Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I got the ghetto groves
Guaranteed to make your shoes move to the dance floor
What you came for?
Acting like you ain't know
That I flow everything over knocks
With the peeps by the pound at the ice cream shop
They finally drop the first lady on that No Limit tape
And I'ma act a flow fool, baby
Think I ain't
You can't see even if you had a bird's eye view
Or bifocals
'Cause my focals just go
On and on
You know you can't resist
So let your head knock back and forward to this, miss
Biggest momma with the drama and the Prada
Fly known ricotta and my ice just gotta
Light up the room like Vegas
Been 'bout my paper
Ever since my flight to that China White taped up
Around my waste recognized the real
Better rims when it comes to street skills
And I will keep it locked
Word to my mom's dreadlocks
But tonight I just wanna set the party on the top
With P and the Ill Na Na
A unified hip-hop for more cheddar
Now the party don't stop
[Verse 2]
We don't care if the party don't stop
Got nothin' but time so let the beat knock
Rock it to the East
Shake it to the West
Throw it up Northside and the South's gonna handle the rest
We don't care if the party don't stop
Got nothin' but time so let the beat knock
Rock it to the East
Shake it to the West
Throw it up Northside and the South's gonna handle the rest
[Verse 3]
It ain't No Limit to this game I spit
Thirty-six for fifty-five, I got money to get
It's the Ill Na Na with the Big Momma
Now I'm the big poppa
I mean a big dada
I used to make my money slingin', bustin' the gat
Nowadays I get payed for bustin' rhymes and raps
I got the cola that's cream
Not the kind that steams
Because it's crispy and clean
Cristal and green
Six hundred with the twenty inch wheel
Worth eight filthy figures
No dollar bills
Pearl presidential with the big and best
Tears on our baks
But they still can't handle
Independent black owned and I'm 'bout it, 'bout it
That's why No Limit is rowdy, rowdy
[Verse 4]
'Cause we don't care if the party don't stop
Got nothin' but time so let the beat knock
Rock it to the East
Shake it to the West
Throw it up Northside and the South's gonna handle the rest
'Cause we don't care if the party don't stop
Got nothin' but time so let the beat knock
Rock it to the East
Shake it to the West
Throw it up Northside and the South's gonna handle the rest
[Verse 5]
Uh, you know that Na Na don't fake none
Millions, I done made some, shit
Money, I'ma take some
Ask P, he know that Fox gettin' nasty
Little sassy ass, uh, 'bout it, 'bout it, hoes
No, I don't play that free shit
Make 'em lick my shit hard
Then leave that **** with his dick hard
Huh, you got to work me to hurt me
And when I'm bored, fuck around on how you jerk yours
From NY to NO
**** know that they my hoes
Bringin' my dough
Wanna floss with me in the front seat of your three
Hundred Benz door
Watch us work them ends though
Baddest bitch with that multiplatinum clit
Peep this
Don't let no trick fuck you when I know you an ice cream man
With this Ill Na Na and this Big Momma
That's why the party don't stop
[Verse 6]
'Cause we don't care if the party don't stop
Got nothin' but time so let the beat knock
Rock it to the East
Shake it to the West
Throw it up Northside 'cause the South's gonna handle the rest
'Cause we don't care if the party don't stop
Got nothin' but time so let the beat knock
Rock it to the East
Shake it to the West
Throw it up Northside 'cause the South's gonna handle the rest
[Verse 7]
'Cause we don't care if the party don't stop
Got nothin' but time so let the beat knock
Rock it to the East
Shake it to the West
Throw it up Northside 'cause the South's gonna handle the rest
'Cause we don't care if the party don't stop
Got nothin' but time so let the beat knock
Rock it to the East
Shake it to the West
Throw it up Northside 'cause the South's gonna handle the rest
Written by: Foxy Brown, Mia X, Sons of Funk
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