Mase - If You Wanna Party

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[intro]


what the fuck?


'99, get your name back nigga


(get your name back nigga)


double up motherfucker (99)


double up motherfucker


don't believe it, double up, uh


yea yea yea yea what what what what uh uh





yo who got the right to flip, twice the whips


time to get paid, get twice the chips


see law ain't no good unless two dice hit


hate me even if i didn't ice my shit


fuck niggas, make that money and lots of it


sold four million and somebody got to love it


they want mase for video, ain't in the budget


i can't take a piss without a bitch tryin' to rub it


how could you know like this


when it's because of me a nigga know what nice is


i was 60 i have flow-itis


i like my weed green and my hoe's dyke-ish


you know you like this


young kid'll live by goldie advice's


pimp hoe's that come across so righteous


fuck though, promote on the rolley ices


yo, that's why my jewelery looks snow white-ish


come on





1 - if you wanna party come and shake your body


if you wanna party put 'em in the air


over there, over there





if you wanna party come and shake your body


if you wanna party put 'em in the air


over there, over there





yo i'm tryin' to live my life the largest, vipers in garages


'nuff money to go court and fight the charges


everybody stare at myse the hardest


that's why i'm in them all night menages


besides b.i.g., the criticly acclaimed


i vow, they never bring the city to shame


i pulled up the prettiest things, the prettiest range


the prettiest cars, and the prettiest stars


by far the prettiest misses


i pull up in the prettiest sixes


so by the time you get the six bitch, i have the seven


by the time you get the seven, i switch to the eight


when it time i get this cake, a bitch could wait


they know i could sell five so they ship me eight


come on





repeat 1 while:


all out, motherfucker


to the death, motherfucker


bad boy forever


bad boy forever


all out, motherfucker (uh uh)


h world, motherfucker (uh uh)


to the death, motherfucker (uh yo)





yo why i'mma envy the lives or envy the guys


who be frontin' in the six that's really a five


you could see i still got it by the look in my eyes


i'mma blue collar criminal, crook in disguise


it don't matter if it rain, i got a pool inside


and a stretch range so at least 20 could ride


and i could tell fake platinum from a mile away


when i rap, yo' 150 thou' get paid


so until then nigga, i style away


four point six swit' to the cal' away


i'm gettin' honey, i ain't with the beefin' going on


i look at nigga's cars, alot a leasin' goin' on


my heat get raised up, streets gets blazed up


until a nigga find my dough and pays up


i lays up fuck, 'till my days up


doggy style, so bitch don't fuck my ways up


come on





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