Da Saint - Non Stop lyrics

(Chorus) I’m feeling like partying, can we get the money? This just sounds funny, more chicks less whining, Party nonstop-nonstop, made a few shots, nonstop, Party nonstop-nonstop, my girl be leading me home, (1st Verse) Spicin’ up the party, Looking at ‘em dirty hoes, be getting naughty, In the shades it’s never sunny, Err body so turned up, it’s time to light it up, Take the jam from the house to the streets, Bang-bang, and I think it’s lit, goddamn it where ‘em chicks, We will make it from being rags to being rich, Count a few stacks of cash with old Gz, uh, Booty in ‘em jeans, Looking like a lot fat babies in one blanket n***a, Staring at that chubby-chubby b**h, Red gla** on my hands, not at ease, Me and ma hommies be getting into trouble, But I don’t give a damn I’m not yet married, You don’t know me? Go and search on that Yahoo, You ain’t giving vibe, so you better off buried, (Chorus) (2nd Verse) Knock-knock, who that? Man that be Saint since day one, So interesting that we got some blunt, The Kush is so loud that I got me some round, In one night, a few hours, I lost some pounds, Pounds, all ‘em real Gz on the side, Fake friends in the backyard, no hoes on the lap, Lap, mind your own crap, If you the DJ, then all hands on decks, Paranoia gets the best of yo, nothing will just go wrong, so relax your mind off, you know, Try to lighten up a lil bit, if you can’t do that, take a hike to the pit, you know, VIP hommies from the East, Disappear with her and they ask, “Where you been?” LKZee n***as from the streets, Gangbanging been a good idea to me, (Chorus) 03:06