Party No Mo

[Ludacris- Chorus]

Party Imma party til I just can't party no mo

[Gucci Mane]

Party Imma party til I just can't party no mo

(x2)

Lets take a shot, take a shot

take a shot, take a shot

Lets take a shot, take a shot

take a shot, take a shot

[repeat]

[Ludacris - Verse 1]

I dun had about four five six shots

yeah I'm getting wasted

red pills, blue pills yeah I'm in the matrix

two swisha, three swisha, four swisha, five

so turn my music up and tell these hoes to get live

got a pocket full of hundreds and some bottles on ice

conjure and lime got a n-gga feeling nice

dessert on my hip so if you gamble roll the dice

when I let it off once, make a n-gga think twice

you got more dough then homie you gon have to show me

you never say it rains like Tony Tony Tony

my Chevy's outside and it's sitting on Kobe's

and I keep the hood with me like Obi Wan Kenobe

wood grain trim, seats softer than your butt butt

make the car rattle from the speakers in my trunk

swishas burning slow and it got a n-gga stuck

but don't be a fool cause the tool's on tuck tuck

[Chorus]

[Ludacris - Verse 2]

Tell that slow b-tch to bring another round

we gon party til the suns up

ladies rub your titties and gangsta's put your guns up

money money money if you got it throw your ones up

and if they ain't got it tell em shut up you dumb f-ck

my money stays in hand you could say I got a grip grip

out to scoop my chips you could say I got a dip dip

cause I talk money while these haters talk sh-t sh-t

and if they keep talking I'ma empty out a clip clip

but I don't want no problems I'm just trying to get my game on

take a couple shots and use the alcohol to blame on

holla at some chicks then find a b-tch to put my name on

then I'ma be I'ma be the one she put that thing on

i got the perfect song to make you want me want to shake shake

take her to the crib I don't take her on no date date

we all up in the club til the glass and table break break

and all they wanna know is how much more that I can take take

[Chorus]

[Ludacris - Verse 3]

Now keep the camera's flashin we about to shoot a movie

a thick chick let me sip my glass on her booty

she stuck up on my hip and she swear she ain't no groupie

while I'm stuck up on the VIP, but everything is all Gucci

so I gathered all the women and we about to take a shot

gone out my mind, who's there n-gga knock knock,

don't you hear that 808 beatin down your block

keep the party going cause the party don't stop

[Chorus]