[Intro: Doug E Fresh. & Slick Rick sample]
"Here we go, go, go, c'mon"
"Here we go, go, c'mon"
"Here we go, go," "Here we go, c'mon"
"Now here we go"

[Verse 1: Notorious BIG, (Puff Daddy)]
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 n***a on the scene – (Yeah...)
I used to have the tré-deuce and the deuce-deuce in my bubblegoose
Now I got the Mac in my knapsack (That's right... that's right...)
Lounging, black – smoking sacks up in Ac's and Sidekicks
With my sidekicks (A-heh...), 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 n***as is a mess
It don't take nothin' but frontin' for me to start something
Bugging and bucking at n***as like I was duck hunting
Dumbing out, just me and my crew
'Cause all we wanna do is...

[Chorus: crowd, (Doug E Fresh & Slick Rick sample)]
Party and bullshit
And party and bullshit and party and bullshit
("Here we go, go, go, c'mon")
And party and bullshit and party and bullshit
("Now here we go, go, go, c'mon")
And party and bullshit and party and bullshit
("Now here we go, go, go, c'mon")
And party and bullshit and party and bullshit
("Now here we go, go, go, c'mon")
And party and bullshit and party and bullshit, and
("Now here--")
[Verse 2: Notorious BIG, (Puff Daddy), and crowd]
Hugs from the honeys, pound from the roughnecks
Seen my man Cey that I knew from the projects
Said he had beef, asked me if I had my piece
Sure do, two .22s in my shoes (No question)
Holler if you need me, love, I'm in the house
Roam and stroll, see what the honeys is about
Moët popping, ho hopping
Ain't no stopping Big Poppa, I'm a Bad Boy (That's right)
N***as wanna front? Who got ya back? BIGGIE!
N***as wanna flex? Who got the gat? (BIGGIE!)
It ain't hard to tell, I'm the East Coast overdoser
N***a, ya scared? You're supposed to
N***a, I toast ya, put fear in your heart
Fuck up the party before it even start
Pissy drunk, off of Henny and skunk
On some Brand Nubian shit, beating down punks

[Chorus]
And party and bullshit and party and bullshit
("Now here we go, go, go, c'mon")
And party and bullshit and party and bullshit
("Now here we go, go, go, c'mon") (That's that–)
And party and bullshit and party and bullshit
("Now here we go, go, go, c'mon")
And party and bullshit and party and bullshit
("Now here we go, go, go, c'mon")
And party and bullshit and party and bullshit
("Now here we go, go, go, c'mon")
And party and –
[Verse 3: Notorious BIG, (Puff Daddy)]
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' (Hm...)
Conversation, blunts in rotation
My man Big Jock got the Glock in his waist and
We're smoking, drinking, got the hooker thinkin'
"If money smell bad, then this n***a Biggie stinkin'!" (Pshh...)
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 (Yes, please...)
N***as start to loc out, a kid got choked out
Blows was thrown and a fucking fight broke out

[Break]
{*music stops*}
[Indecipherable sounds of people yelling and arguing
Biggie breaks it up yelling "Yo, chill, man, chill!"]

[Bridge]
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–
[Chorus]
And party and bullshit and party and bullshit
And party and bullshit and party and bullshit
And party and bullshit and party and bullshit
And party and bullshit and party and bullshit
(Now here we go, go, go, c'mon)
And party and bullshit and party and bullshit

[Outro: Puff Daddy]
And bullshit... yeah...
Junior M.A.F.I.A. like to...
Uptown likes to...
Bad Boy likes to...
Brooklyn Crew likes to...
3rd Eye likes to...
Mo Bee likes to...
We like to...