DJ Quik Album: Rhythm-al-ism Lyrics: (Intro): Ain't no puzzle y'all, we, uh, groovin off the spirituality, and it feels good. I got somethin to say though. (Verse 1): It's time for somebody to take over the West Coast power with fly style, And I'm the one, been here for years so check your file Cuz I'm the kinda nigga with a strong desire To nutt up, light a torch, and set the world on fire!, See me bouncin in my 'Vette, Doin' donuts in the middle of a ?seater? Wit ?Rolarita?, tryin' to find some place to eat her Cuz I'm freaky with a capital L I'll eat that poor little Piper Peter til there ain't nothing left I'm nasty See, we gets better when you think we hot, And we got more cheddar than they think we got Cuz see we make the kinda money that when we withdrawl They notify the feds cuz it's too much y'all What you call a stash, we call the petty cash, Spend five or six figures a month ?ain't nothing gash? Party all night, then we sleep all day, Drink Corona X for breakfast then we ready to play I still like a green eyed big ol' titties and thighs Big ol' nigger, little heart, and I'm big into thighs So shoot your game baby girl, don't be scared to take a pet You never know, it just might be wet Chorus: We still party, It get's high Sometimes we don't feel grown-up and that's no lie So we party, 'til we die Cuz life is much too short for you to not be fly (Verse 2): Now other night I be drunk off a gallon a Moet I can still make the beats stink like some salmon croquette ...
Friday, 15 February 2013
DJ Quik - We still Party (+ Lyrics)
DJ Quik - We still Party (+ Lyrics) Tube. Duration : 5.23 Mins.
DJ Quik Album: Rhythm-al-ism Lyrics: (Intro): Ain't no puzzle y'all, we, uh, groovin off the spirituality, and it feels good. I got somethin to say though. (Verse 1): It's time for somebody to take over the West Coast power with fly style, And I'm the one, been here for years so check your file Cuz I'm the kinda nigga with a strong desire To nutt up, light a torch, and set the world on fire!, See me bouncin in my 'Vette, Doin' donuts in the middle of a ?seater? Wit ?Rolarita?, tryin' to find some place to eat her Cuz I'm freaky with a capital L I'll eat that poor little Piper Peter til there ain't nothing left I'm nasty See, we gets better when you think we hot, And we got more cheddar than they think we got Cuz see we make the kinda money that when we withdrawl They notify the feds cuz it's too much y'all What you call a stash, we call the petty cash, Spend five or six figures a month ?ain't nothing gash? Party all night, then we sleep all day, Drink Corona X for breakfast then we ready to play I still like a green eyed big ol' titties and thighs Big ol' nigger, little heart, and I'm big into thighs So shoot your game baby girl, don't be scared to take a pet You never know, it just might be wet Chorus: We still party, It get's high Sometimes we don't feel grown-up and that's no lie So we party, 'til we die Cuz life is much too short for you to not be fly (Verse 2): Now other night I be drunk off a gallon a Moet I can still make the beats stink like some salmon croquette ...
DJ Quik Album: Rhythm-al-ism Lyrics: (Intro): Ain't no puzzle y'all, we, uh, groovin off the spirituality, and it feels good. I got somethin to say though. (Verse 1): It's time for somebody to take over the West Coast power with fly style, And I'm the one, been here for years so check your file Cuz I'm the kinda nigga with a strong desire To nutt up, light a torch, and set the world on fire!, See me bouncin in my 'Vette, Doin' donuts in the middle of a ?seater? Wit ?Rolarita?, tryin' to find some place to eat her Cuz I'm freaky with a capital L I'll eat that poor little Piper Peter til there ain't nothing left I'm nasty See, we gets better when you think we hot, And we got more cheddar than they think we got Cuz see we make the kinda money that when we withdrawl They notify the feds cuz it's too much y'all What you call a stash, we call the petty cash, Spend five or six figures a month ?ain't nothing gash? Party all night, then we sleep all day, Drink Corona X for breakfast then we ready to play I still like a green eyed big ol' titties and thighs Big ol' nigger, little heart, and I'm big into thighs So shoot your game baby girl, don't be scared to take a pet You never know, it just might be wet Chorus: We still party, It get's high Sometimes we don't feel grown-up and that's no lie So we party, 'til we die Cuz life is much too short for you to not be fly (Verse 2): Now other night I be drunk off a gallon a Moet I can still make the beats stink like some salmon croquette ...
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