Beenie Man - Party Hard lyrics

Livelicate to all di rude boy dem from across di world And all shottas from yard Real ballas party hard, zagga zagga zow na na na na Here comes the musical Youth like Beenie Man longside J Sing for the girls dem night or day Moving out the girls dem way Zagga zagga zen na na We na play Drop top Z3, twenty-inch chrome Shorty rolled up on me chatting on her cell phone Cartier bracelet with a** for days Looking all pretty in her Fendi shades I holla how you doing and she say what's up Then she went on to tell me that she love my truck I got my lady at home but what the f** Here you go, take my number and hit me up Girl, I don't mean to be pushy but what is your name Can I have your number, can I see you again If you don't mind me asking, what you doing tonight Can you link me at the club, aight! Keep it tight cause We party hard and we ball (we ball) We hit them up and they fall (they fall) I love the shorties who be all thong up She wan me hit it up against the wall (Holla at me dog!) We party hard and we ball (we ball) We hit them up and they fall (they fall) I love the shorties who be all thong up She wan me hit it up against the wall (Holla at me dog!) Well into a musical thing call that's how we roll Some boy wan roll deep and sell dem soul This is Beenie Man must sell platinum no gold This is how we roll First cla** cribs First cla** rides Big a** honey sitting by my side First cla** honeys want to roll with me Cause Jamaican thugs roll VIP Candlelight scented bubbles in her tub Nothing but coke bottles poppin' in the club Five-star restaurant, table for two You get nothing but the best when you roll with my crew We can party all night, we got chips to burn Tracey and her friends will be taking turns Slammin and fun that's how we live everyday That's the way we players play Zagga zagga zay We party hard and we ball (we ball) We hit them up and they fall (they fall) I love the shorties who be all thong up She wan me hit it up against the wall (Holla at me dogs!) We party hard and we ball (we ball) We hit them up and they fall (they fall) I love the shorties who be all thong up She wan me hit it up against the wall (Holla at me dogs!) This a one hear name One mil, two mil, three mil, four Did my last tour and make three mil more Beenie Man shopping in designer stores House on the hill with cherrywood floors One girl, two girl, three girl, four Three more exes stalking my door Honeys be acting real insecure I'm well loved among the ladies on tour We party hard and we ball (we ball) We hit them up and they fall (they fall) I love the shorties who be all thong up She wan me hit it up against the wall (Holla at me dogs!) (Holla at me dogs!)