No Limit Party lyrics

(Chorus)

Ain't no party like a No Limit party
Cause the No Limit party is the sh*t
All the n*ggas say b*tches
All the b*tches say n*ggas
Everybody else shut the f*ck up

Verse 1

Sideways through the cut with my giggety Glock
Never giving a f*ck I'm bout to let off 5 shots
Motherf*cker in the parking lot talking sh*t
Get my gat I wouldn't give a f*ck, I'm going giggety click
On his ass for the 9 0 (9-0)
Giving a f*ck cause we all like the fine hoes
Drop g's on they ass with my ski mask
And as the sucker try to duck and dodge the diggety task
But I ain't f*cking with the popos hit the floor
Watch them motherf*ckers see me at the side show
Spinning daytons on the block with my giggety Glock
As a n*gga let off bout 17 shots
And as these motherf*ckers make a move and choose me
But I ain't tripping cause the P packs an Uzi

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Verse 2

Me and my partners mobbing should I say robbing
4 g's in the 'lac and you know we keep our head bobbing
15's in the trunk with the diggety dump
Got the gat on my side in case some n*gga starts some funk
But we ain't tripping on that kike sh*t
Never giving a f*ck about a n*gga or a motherf*cking broke b*tch
We'd rather clock g's and smoke dank weed
And be higher than a bird or the seven seas
Giggety locs with the gat we ain't tripping b*tch
Never giving a f*ck I got the mind of a lunatic
And as I roll through b*tch with my 40
Cause ain't no motherf*cker like a No Limit Party

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Verse 3

Now hold me back, 94 I came fat
Went worldwide and you player hating marks you can't fade that
With the giggety boat I'm gone tell your giggety ??
Put like 5 on the motherf*cking tigggety tiggety o
Straight macking dollars I be stacking
Four b*tches in the back and you know we all packing
Hit it sideways like I left the highway
Crazy horse to drink with a little Oscar Mayte
So much dank smoke I couldn't see the freak show
Had to tell the cutie to meet me back at the other door
And let me do the, hitting on the booty
5 minutes later stank b*tch wanna do me
But I ain't tripping, I'm bout to hit like Scottie Pippen
And put my sheepskin on in case I go skinny dipping
And grab my 40 and tell her get up off me
We don't love them hoes, it ain't nothing but a party
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