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PARTY!...PARTY!

PARTY!...PARTY!

[Verse 1]

Me and my G boys rush through the door

Time to get rowdy, we's about to take the floor

Gotta let em' know, represent, throw ya hood up

I yell "Where my G's at" and the whole club stood up

We bout to blow it out, these women lookin' stout

We fixin' to break em' off cause that's what we all about

The party don't stop, pop the top on the Moet

And if we run out, I got plenty we can go get

Diamonds on my neck, golds in my mouth

This is how we do it deep, down in the South

Candy paint jobs with the twenties on the Chevy

Plenty Optimos cause you know we rollin' heavy

You never can suspend me, you always see me rippin'

I keep the yok stashed just in case they start trippin'

In the parking lot hit the brakes to the beat

With Versace on my back and them gators on my feet

[Hook]

But cha' know it ain't nothin' but a gangsta party (PARTY!)

It ain't nothin' but a gangsta party (PARTY!)

It ain't nothin' but a gangsta party (PARTY!)

It ain't nothin' but a gangsta party (PARTY!)

It ain't nothin' but a gangsta party (PARTY!)

It ain't nothin' but a gangsta party (PARTY!)

It ain't nothin' but a gangsta party (PARTY!)

It ain't nothin' but a gangsta party (PARTY!)

[Verse 2]

Welcome every hood from all around the city

The women lookin' good even though they ain't sedity

Chronic in my system, liquor in my cup

Ya better take cover, we about to blow it up

Buck jumpin' to the beat, we all off in the street

We see it's all love but we still pack the heat

We keep it sucker free, steady firin' bud up

We all pimp sharp, we ain't tryin' to tear the club up

Down for whatever, styled women all around

Rollers in the back breakin' trees off of pounds

Niggas from the Mound, niggas from Blackhaven

We toss it up like Pac cause it ain't no ho savin'

Sippin' Alize, chiefin' hay with my click

V.I.P. section cause ya know we roll thick

20 deep on the creep, tryin' to get em' in

Drunk as a skunk still sippin' on gin

[Hook]

[Verse 3]

Me and my G boys rush through the door

Time to get rowdy, we's about to take the floor

Gotta let em' know, represent, throw ya hood up

I yell "Where my G's at" and the whole club stood up

We bout to blow it out, these women lookin' stout

We fixin' to break em' off cause that's what we all about

The party don't stop, pop the top on the Moet

And if we run out, I got plenty we can go get

Diamonds on my neck, golds in my mouth

This is how we do it deep, down in the South

Candy paint jobs with the twenties on the Chevy

Plenty Optimos cause you know we rollin' heavy

You never can suspend me, you always see me rippin'

I keep the yok stashed just in case they start trippin'

In the parking lot hit the brakes to the beat

With Versace on my back and them gators on my feet

[Hook]

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