Silkk The Shocker - No Limit Party lyrics

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Silkk The Shocker - No Limit Party lyrics

(feat. Master P, Mia X) Ungh! (let's get ready to rumble) Where ya from? Where ya from? (ya heard me) That 3rd Ward. Time to start this fight, you f**in right b**h, get off me, buckle up n***a! [Chorus:] Who run this b**h, we run this b**h That bout it sh**, we started this sh** Cause ain't no party like a No Limit party I'm a No Limit Soldier for life So f** ya'll b**hes (f** y'all n***az) f** ya'll b**hes (f** y'all n***az) Cause all hoes s** dick (All n***az lick lips) [Mia X] n***a, I bet you gotta b**h on the side But I gotta 9 on mine and it's about that time That I spit the game like it's supposed to be spat Cause n***az ain't worth sh** except for lickin cat And fixin flats, after I done stuck yo sh** Cause I'm the wrong ghetto b**h to be f**in with The roughest b**h, you wouldn't wanna bust them, b**h If I'm the same ho that had your mama huffin, b**h And puffin, b**h, and yes I'm known to s** some quick Cause I done told you once before the ladies run this sh** We run this sh**, ever since the last true lick And yet ya punks still screamin all hoes s** dick But f** that sh**, cause n***az love to s** them lips And lick that clit, and pay yo b**h to lay yo b**h To say they hit, ho stuntin a** tricks Uh uh, sweatin tired sayin they quit Is that it? Now ain't that fake No stars for your chest, I coulda had a V8 Mia X is known to take a n***a for his keys and Gs Government and cum and then they extra fun Cause all n***az buy p**y, cry for p**y, lie for p**y Live for p**y, steal for p**y Rap for p**y, k** for p**y Even though they try to stunt They leave they folks stuck out behind a fat, hairy c*nt Up front, when a n***a start to trip Ha ha, laugh dead in they face cause they just talkin sh** (Do the ladies run this muthaf**a, hell, yeah) Do the n***az run this muthaf**a, hell, yeah [Chorus] b**h get off me (b**h get off me) b**h get off me (b**h get off me) Buckle up, n***a, here it go, n***a Buckle up, n***a, here it go, n***a [Silkk] I'm so gangstafied, stay high till I die Smoke for free, I reply not with me Cause I get cheese, Nothin comes free but this dick and gum I be fresh up outta gum, cause I be to my last one Ya'll n***az got the game backwards, Buyin dinner then f** I f**s first, and say f** dinner Then I hits and cut Because if you want to get paid, be a hooker See this ho, run and borrowin nothin But dope, money, and p**y Now n***az sell dope to make money to spend on hoes But I, f**s hoes, and make them hoes buy my clothes ? from head to toe, Converse on my feet You call me young Spanish flyer I took them hoes in heat Now I'm a peep this game, as I see the game unfold Now hoes be tryin to get for the money The whole truck load, but f** hoes Then I duck, cut, hit em then I slit em I spit game to em, and then I bet you I'ma get em I f**s one hoe two hoe three hoe four And if I get some condoms, I'ma f** some more Now if you know Silkk, you know that I be plottin Your girlfriend, she be down I catch her on the rebound like I was robbin her [Chorus] So f** ya'll hoes (s** these holes) f** ya'll hoes (s** these holes) Ain't no party like a No Limit party I'm a No Limit soldier for life So buckle up, n***a, guard your grill, n***a Here go the trigga, duck down, n***a (Blue!) [Master P] b**h you bout, bout what, s**in dick? I ain't gon tell ya partnas that you did me and my homey in You b**hes is crazy, tryin to have my baby Sniffin on my riches, ho, s** some daisies I'm spreadin rumors on you hoes like I'm in social clubs What about me, you, yo sista in my bathtub You lookin fine in yo DKNY Versace on yo eyes, ? bags on yo side Yo b**h don't get rolled, and yo earrings hang side to side Yo rent no Lexus, damn, let's go take a ride Cause if you was a part on a car you'd be a fender Cause underneath all that expensive sh** b**h you a pretender If s**in dick was a crime, you'd get 25 to life Oh , Miss Thang, I ain't mad at you for bein with somebody else Why, see I'm from the south, I keep hoes in the chicken coop I got b**hes lined up in they birthday suit You want me to cum in your p**y, I'm a cum in your throat And if the rubber pop, then swallow ho Cause all hoes s** dick I ain't Too $hort, but f** you, b**h [Chorus] So f** you hoes (f** them n***az) f** you hoes (f** them n***az) Shake that a**, ho (trick that cash, ho) Bounce that azz, b**h (break me off, b**h) [Chorus] So ride the dick, ho (grow a dick, b**h) I say ride this dick, ho (eat this clit, b**h) Where ya from, where ya from, where ya from, where ya from Where ya from, where ya from, where ya from? Get em up [if you from Down South] Get em up, get em up, get em up Get em up [if you from the west coast] Get em up, get em up, get em up, Get em up [if you from the east coast] Get em up, boot it up, boot it up Show the gold! [cause n***az Down South ain't takin no sh**] Where ya from, where ya from, where ya from? When I say b**h, you say get off me b**h (get off me) b**h (get off me) b**h (get off me) b**h b**h (get off me) b**h Do the n***az run this muthaf**a? Hell, yeah (Do the ladies run this muthaf**a?) (Hell, yeah) Muthaf**in No Limit party, n***a (Ungh!) n***a

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