Party&bullshit

I was a terror since the public school era
 Bathroom passes, cutting classes, squeezing asses
 Smoking blunts was a daily routine
 Since 13, a chubby nigga on the scene
 I used to have the trey-deuce
 And the deuce-deuce in my bubblegoose
 Now I got the Mac in my knapsack
 Lounging black, smoking sacks up in Ac's and Sidekicks
 With my sidekicks rocking fly kicks
 Honeys want to chat
 But all we wanna know is where the party at
 And can I bring my gat?
 If not, I hope I don't get shot
 Better throw my vest on my chest, cause niggas is a mess
 It don't take nothing but fronting for me to start something
 Bugging and bucking at niggas like I was duck hunting
 Dumbing out, just me and my crew
 Cause all we wanna do is ...
 Party and bullshit, and party ...
 Hugs from the honeys, pounds from the roughnecks
 Seen my man Sage that I knew from the projects
 Said he had beef, asked me if I had my piece
 Sure do, two .22's in my shoes
 Holler if you need me, love, I'm in the house
 Roam and stroll see what the honeys is about
 Moet popping, ho hopping, ain't no stopping Big Poppa, I'm a Bad Boy
 Niggas wanna front, who got your back? (Biggie!)
 Niggas wanna flex, who got the gat? (Biggie!)
 It ain't hard to tell I'm the east coast overdoser
 Nigga you scared you're supposed to
 Nigga, I toast you, put fear in your heart
 Fuck up the party before it even start
 Pissy drunk, off the Henny and skunk
 On some Brand Nubian shit beating down punks
 Bitches in the back looking righteous
 In a tight dress, I think I might just
 Hit her with a little Biggie 101, how to tote a gun
 And have fun with Jamaican rum
 Conversation, blunts in rotation
 My man Big Jock got the Glock in his waist and
 We're smoking, drinking, got the hooker thinking
 If money smell bad, then this nigga Biggie stinking
 Is it my charm? I got the hookers eating out my palm
 She grabbed my arm and said "Let's leave calm"
 I'm hitting skins again
 Rolled up another blunt, bought a Heineken
 Niggas start to loc out, a kid got choked out
 Blows was thrown and a fucking fight broke out
 Can't we just all get along?
 So I can put hickies on her chest like Little Shawn
 Get her pissy drunk off of Dom Pérignon
 And it's on, and I'm gone
 That's that...
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