Master P No Limit Party Lyrics

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____, get off me, buckle up n____!

[Chorus:]

Who run this b____, we run this b____
That bout it s___, we started this s___
Cause ain't no party like a No Limit party
I'm a No Limit Soldier for life

So f___ ya'll b____es (f___ y'all n____z)
f___ ya'll b____es (f___ y'all n____z)
Cause all hoes suck d___
(All n____z lick lips)

[Mia X]
n____, I bet you gotta b____ 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____z ain't worth s___ except for lickin cat
And fixin flats, after I done stuck yo s___
Cause I'm the wrong ghetto b____ to be f___in with
The roughest b____, you wouldn't wanna bust them, b____
If I'm the same ho that had your mama huffin, b____
And puffin, b____, and yes I'm known to suck some quick
Cause I done told you once before
the ladies run this s___
We run this s___, ever since the last true lick
And yet ya punks still screamin all hoes suck d___
But f___ that s___, cause n____z love to suck them lips
And lick that c___, and pay yo b____ to lay yo b____
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____ for his keys and Gs
Government and c__ and then they extra fun
Cause all n____z buy p____, cry for p____, lie for p____
Live for p____, steal for p____
Rap for p____, kill for p____
Even though they try to stunt
They leave they folks stuck out behind a fat, hairy c___
Up front, when a n____ start to trip
Ha ha, laugh dead in they face
cause they just talkin s___

(Do the ladies run this m____fucka, hell, yeah)
Do the n____z run this m____fucka, hell, yeah

[Chorus]

b____ get off me (b____ get off me)
b____ get off me (b____ get off me)
Buckle up, n____, here it go, n____
Buckle up, n____, here it go, n____

[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 d___ and gum
I be fresh up outta gum, cause I be to my last one
Ya'll n____z 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____
Now n____z 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 (suck these holes)
f___ ya'll 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____, guard your grill, n____
Here go the trigga, duck down, n____ (Blue!)

[Master P]
b____ you bout, bout what, suckin d___?
I ain't gon tell ya partnas that
you did me and my homey in
You b____es is crazy, tryin to 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
Versace on yo eyes, ? bags on yo side
Yo b____ don't get rolled, and yo
earrings hang side to side
Yo rent no Lexus, d___, 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
s___ b____ you a pretender
If suckin d___ 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____es lined up in they birthday suit
You want me to c__ in your p____,
I'm a c__ in your throat
And if the rubber pop, then swallow ho
Cause all hoes suck d___
I ain't Too $hort, but f___ you, b____

[Chorus]

So f___ you hoes (f___ them n____z)
f___ you hoes (f___ them n____z)
Shake that a__, ho (trick that cash, ho)
Bounce that azz, b____ (break me off, b____)

[Chorus]

So ride the d___, ho (grow a d___, b____)
I say ride this d___, ho (eat this c___, b____)
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____z Down
South ain't takin no s___]
Where ya from, where ya from, where ya from?
When I say b____, you say get off me
b____ (get off me)
b____ (get off me)
b____ (get off me) b____
b____ (get off me) b____
Do the n____z run this m____fucka?
Hell, yeah
(Do the ladies run this m____fucka?)
(Hell, yeah)
m____fuckin No Limit party, n____ (Ungh!) n____

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