[00:09.59]I was a terror since the public school era
[00:11.63]Bathroom passes, cuttin classes, squeezing asses
[00:14.42]Smoking blunts was a daily routine
[00:16.71]Since thirteen, a chubby ***** on the scene
[00:19.18]I used to have the tre` duce
[00:20.65]And the deuce deuce in my bubblegoose
[00:22.16]Now i got a mac in my knapsack
[00:24.35]Loungin' black, smoking sacks up in acts
[00:26.25]And sidekicks with my sidekicks rockin fly kicks
[00:28.96]Honeys want to chat
[00:30.13]But all we wanna know is "Where the party at?"
[00:32.26]And can i bring my gat?
[00:33.87]If not, I hope I don't get shot
[00:35.39]But i throw my vest on my chest
[00:36.88]'Cause ****** is a mess
[00:38.40]It don't take nothin' but frontin'
[00:39.75]For me to start somethin'
[00:41.05]Buggin' and barkin' at ****** like i was duck huntin'
[00:43.66]Dumbing out, just me and my crew
[00:45.81]Cause all we wanna do is...
[00:47.00]Chorus:
[00:48.07]Party... And bulls*it, and... (x9)
[01:07.26]Hugs from the honeys, Pounds from the roughnecks
[01:09.59]Seen my man Sei that I knew from the projects
[01:12.04]Said he had beef, asked me if I had my peice
[01:14.52]Sure do, two .22's in my shoes
[01:17.02]Holler if you need me love i'm in the house
[01:19.24]Roam and strollin' see what the honeys is about
[01:21.66]Moet popping, hoe hopping, ain't no stopping Big Poppa, I'm a BAD BOY
[01:26.59]****** wanna front, who got your back? (BIGGIE!)
[01:29.12]****** wanna flex, who got the gat? (BIGGIE!)
[01:31.37]It ain't hard to tell I'm the east coast overdoser
[01:33.76]***** you scared you're supposed to
[01:36.14]***** I told ya, put fear in your heart
[01:38.31]**** up the party before it even start
[01:40.68]Pissy drunk, off the Henny and skunk
[01:42.83]Or some brand-nubian s*it beatin' down punks!
[01:45.10]Chorus
[01:45.47]and Party... and Bulls*it, and Party... and Bulls*it, and Party... and Bulls*it,
[02:04.53]B*****s in the back looking righteous
[02:06.97]In a tight dress, i think i might just
[02:09.01]Hit her with a little Biggie 101, How to tote a gun
[02:11.87]And have fun with Jamaican rum
[02:14.63]Conversations, blunts in rotation
[02:15.90]My man Big Jacques got the glock in his waist and
[02:19.21]we're smoking, drinking, got the hooker thinking
[02:21.54]If money smell bad than this ***** Biggie stinking
[02:23.70]Is it my charm? I got the hookers eatin out my palm
[02:26.98]She grabbed my arm and said "Let's leave calm"
[02:29.34]I'm hittin' skins again
[02:31.06]Rolled up another blunt, bought a Heineken
[02:33.33]****** start to loke out, a kid got choked out
[02:35.76]Blows was thrown and a f*****g fight broke out
[02:38.59][Music stops, indecipherable sounds of people yelling and arguing,
[02:44.25]Biggie breaks it up yelling "Yo chill, man, chill!"]
[02:48.39]Can't we just all get along?
[02:49.61]So i can put hickies on her chest like Li'l Shawn
[02:52.15]Get her pissy drunk off of Don Perrignon
[02:54.43]And it's on, and I'm gone
[02:56.86]that's that.
[02:58.01]Party... and Bulls*it, (Party.)
[02:59.80]and Party... and Bulls*it, (Bulls*it.)
[03:01.96]and Party... and Bulls*it, (Party.)
[03:04.35]and Party... and Bulls*it, (Bulls*it.)
[03:06.86]and Party... and Bulls*it, (Yea... Junior Mafia likes that.)
[03:09.29]and Party... and Bulls*it,
[03:11.79]and Party... and Bulls*it, (Uptown likes that.)
[03:14.18]and Party... and Bulls*it,
[03:16.34]and Party... and Bulls*it, (Bad Boy likes that.)
[03:18.86]and Party... and Bulls*it,
[03:21.24]and Party... and Bulls*it, (Brooklyn Crew likes that.)
[03:23.88]and Party... and Bulls*it,
[03:25.85]and Party... and Bulls*it, (Third Eye likes that.)
[03:28.36]and Party... and Bulls*it,