No Limit Party lyrics

[Intro: Master P]
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*ckin' right
b*tch, get off me, buckle up, n*gga

[Chorus: Master P]
Who run this b*tch? We run this b*tch
That 'bout it sh*t, we started this sh*t
'Cause ain't no party like a No Limit party
I'm a No Limit Soldier for life

[Post-Chorus: Master P & Mia X]
So f*ck ya'll b*tches (f*ck y'all n*ggas)
f*ck ya'll b*tches (f*ck y'all n*ggas)
'Cause all hoes suck di*k
(All n*ggas lick lips)

[Verse 1: Mia X & Master P]
n*gga, n*gga, I bet you gotta b*tch 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*ggas ain't worth sh*t except for lickin' cat
And fixin' flats, after I done stuck yo' sh*t
'Cause I'm the wrong ghetto b*tch to be f*ckin' with
The roughest b*tch, you wouldn't want me busting, b*tch
Yep, I'm the same ho that had your mama huffin', b*tch
And puffin', b*tch, and yep, I'm known to suck some quick
'Cause I done told you once before, the ladies run this sh*t
We won this sh*t, ever since the last TRU lick
And yet ya punks still screamin', "All hoes suck di*k"
But f*ck that sh*t, 'cause n*ggas love to suck them lips
And lick that clit, and pay a b*tch to lay a b*tch
To say they hit, ho stuntin' ass 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*gga for his keys and Gs
Government income and then they extra funds
'Cause all n*ggas buy pus*y, cry for pus*y, lie for pus*y
Live for pus*y, steal for pus*y
Rap for pus*y, kill for pus*y
Even though they try to stunt
They leave they folks stuck out behind a fat, hairy c*nt
Up front, when a n*gga start to trip
Haha, laugh dead in they face 'cause they just talkin' sh*t
Do the ladies run this motherf*cker? Hell, yeah
Do the n*ggas run this motherf*cker? Hell, yeah
[Chorus: Master P]
Who run this b*tch? We run this b*tch
That 'bout it sh*t, we started this sh*t
'Cause ain't no party like a No Limit party
I'm a No Limit Soldier for life

[Post-Chorus: Master P]
b*tch get off me (b*tch get off me)
b*tch get off me (b*tch get off me)
Buckle up, n*gga, here it go, n*gga
Buckle up, n*gga, here it go, n*gga

[Verse 2: Silkk the Shocker]
I'm so gangstafied, stay high 'til I die
Smoke for free, I reply not with me
'Cause I be a G, nothin' comes free but this di*k and gum
And I be fresh up outta gum, 'cause I done chewed my last one
Y'all n*ggas got the game backwards, buyin' dinner then f*ck
I f*cks first, and say f*ck dinner, then I hit it and cut
Because if you want to get paid, be a hooker
See this whole world involve rhyme
Looking for dope, money, and pus*y
Now n*ggas sell dope to make money to spend on hoes
But I, f*cks hoes, and make them hoes buy my clothes
Girbauds 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 tryna get me for the money
The whole truckload, but f*ck hoes
Then I duck, cut, hit 'em then I split 'em
I spit game to 'em, and then I bet you I'ma get 'em
I f*cks one ho, two ho, three ho, four
And if I get some condoms, I'ma f*ck some more
Now if you know Silkk, you know that I be plotting
Your girlfriend, she be down
I catch her on the rebound like I was robbing
[Chorus: Master P]
Who run this b*tch? We run this b*tch
That 'bout it sh*t, we started this sh*t
'Cause ain't no party like a No Limit party
I'm a No Limit Soldier for life

[Post-Chorus: Master P & Mia X]
So f*ck y'all hoes (Suck these holes)
f*ck y'all hoes (Suck these holes)
Ain't no party like a No Limit party
I'm a No Limit soldier for life
So buckle up, n*gga, guard your grill, n*gga
Here go the trigga, duck down, n*gga (Blew!)

[Verse 3: Master P]
b*tch, you 'bout, 'bout what? Suckin' di*k?
I ain't gon' tell your partnas that you did me and my homie in
You b*tches crazy, tryna have my baby
Sniffin on my riches, ho, suck 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
Versaces on yo eyes, Coach bags on yo side
Yo [?] gon' get rolled, and yo' earrings hang side to side
You're in a Lexus, damn, let's go take a ride
If you was a part on a car you'd be a fender
'Cause underneath all that expensive sh*t b*tch, you a pretender
If suckin' di*k was a crime, you'd get 25 to life
Oh, Miss Thang, I ain't mad at you for bein' with somebody else wife
See I'm from the south, I keep hoes in the chicken coop
I got b*tches lined up in they birthday suit
You want me to c*m in your pus*y, I'ma c*m down your throat
And if the rubber pop, then swallow ho
'Cause all hoes suck di*k
I ain't Too $hort, but f*ck you, b*tch
[Chorus: Master P]
Who run this b*tch? We run this b*tch
That 'bout it sh*t, we started this sh*t
'Cause ain't no party like a No Limit party
I'm a No Limit Soldier for life

[Post-Chorus: Master P & Mia X]
So f*ck you hoes (f*ck them n*ggas)
f*ck you hoes (f*ck them n*ggas)
Shake that ass, ho (Trick that cash, ho)
Ride that ass, ho (Break me off, b*tch)

[Chorus: Master P]
Who run this b*tch? We run this b*tch
That 'bout it sh*t, we started this sh*t
'Cause ain't no party like a No Limit party
I'm a No Limit Soldier for life

[Outro: Master P & Mia X]
So ride the di*k, ho (Grow a di*k, b*tch)
I say ride this di*k, ho (Eat this clit, b*tch)
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*ggas Down South ain't takin' no sh*t)
Where ya from, where ya from, where ya from?
When I say b*tch, you say get off me
b*tch (Get off me)
b*tch (Get off me)
b*tch (Get off me) b*tch
b*tch (Get off me) b*tch
Do the n*ggas run this muthaf*cka? Hell, yeah
(Do the ladies run this motherf*cker? Hell yeah)
Motherf*ckin' No Limit party, n*gga (Ungh!) n*gga