Ain't no puzzle y'all we uh
Groovin off the spirituality and it feels good.
I got somethin to say though.

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
'Cause 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

'Cause 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
'Cause see we make the kinda money that when we withdrawal
They notify the feds 'cause 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
'cause life is much too short for you to not be fly

Now other night I be drunk off a gallon a Moet
I can still make the beats stink like some salmon croquette
Go to the hood and get all the kids that I can fit
In a limo take 'em to the store and buy 'em some shit

Give 'em a demo of my new shit 'cause it's the shit
And let 'em know that they the shit
And they can make hits 'cause it ain't shit
I gotta keep the cycle goin, baby doll,

Whichever way that they be blowin' under,
Higher than a motherfucker, Mr. Dante,
C'mon be back me up pitch in everyday,
Whether it's hot, whether it's cold,

Whether it's soft, whether it's bold,
Whether it's new, whether it's old,
Whether it's GOLD, or platinum, stack 'em,
Dante, baby dog, we be fly,

Freestylin' like a motherfucker don't ask why,
'cause this ain't Budweiser,
"BUD", "WEIS", "ER",
"Did you see the, thighs on her?"

We nastier then a motherfucker baby doll,
Can I freak your shit, and, uh, break the shit the wall down?
Up to the compound?, uh huh
Elements, Feel my elephant, hahaha

[Chorus]

Now can y'all feel that? See, ain't nothing but God mackin' goin' on right
Now, see? Da game is to be told and not sold dependin' on which game it is,
And we gon' keep it way real, you know? 'cause' it ain't no doubt in nobody's
Mind that I'm a very blessed individual, there. If we don't turn it around and

Give it back than we can't we can't go forward, it's up to you. That's
What we do everytime we get on this microphone, we let 'em know that we might
Be street rappers, but we are very much in order, and we got somethin' to say.
So if you feelin' me like we feelin y'all, get yo ass up on the ball.

Time to take this shit back. All of it. 'cause it was ours to begin with.
Don't sleep baby.
Don't sleep homey.
Now when the hook come back again, youknowwhati'msayin?

[Chorus: x3]
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We Still Party Lyrics

Dj Quik – We Still Party Lyrics

Songwriters: BLAKE, DAVID MARVIN
We Still Party lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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