King George
No Limit Party
(Chorus)
Ain't no party like a No Limit party
Cause the No Limit party is the shit
All the n***as say bitches
All the bitches say n***as
Everybody else shut the fuck up
Verse 1
Sideways through the cut with my giggety Glock
Never giving a fuck I'm bout to let off 5 shots
Motherfucker in the parking lot talking shit
Get my gat I wouldn't give a fuck, I'm going giggety click
On his ass for the 9 0 (9-0)
Giving a fuck 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 fucking with the popos hit the floor
Watch them motherfuckers see me at the side show
Spinning daytons on the block with my giggety Glock
As a n***a let off bout 17 shots
And as these motherfuckers 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***a starts some funk
But we ain't tripping on that kike shit
Never giving a fuck about a n***a or a motherfucking broke bitch
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 bitch
Never giving a fuck I got the mind of a lunatic
And as I roll through bitch with my 40
Cause ain't no motherfucker 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 motherfucking tigggety tiggety o
Straight macking dollars I be stacking
Four bitches 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 bitch 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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