T.R. - Party & Bullsh** lyrics

(Funky! Stand off..) [Method Man] Oh sh**, 3-2-1, blown to bits Step inside the nightclub like I own the b**h Southpaw two left feet set to trip On that bullsh**, back it up with extra clip Man listen, pissin in the same pot I'm pissin You're goin down, get in that plane crash position Turbulence ahead, boy you must be sick in the head Go get Excederin, or get intelligent Recognize a veteran, player stay wetter than The thug type, up mo' late nights than Letterman Ask Teddy, Wreckx-n-Effect I'm ready The same way I was in that bar scene in "Belly" (Say what?) I freak the flow that let you know I'm a flower Yo' a** is gra** and I'm a lawn mower So uhh, go ahead pa** the doja It's the return of Tical, party over [Hook: Meth & T.R.] Y'all n***as wanna get down? (f** with me) Y'all still wanna be round? (f** with me) Y'all really want the street now? (f** with me) Y'all n***as gon' see now (party and bullsh**) Y'all n***as wanna get down? (f** with me) Y'all still wanna be round? (f** with me) Y'all really want the streets now? (f** with me) Y'all n***as gon' see now (f** with..) [T.R.] You chicks, bounce to the music Shake that a** like you bout to use it Wanna f** with a baller? You choose Wanna f** with a scrub? You lose f** that, let's keep it movin Talk about how this beat got you groovin Nod your head, make you shake your dreads Ba** travel down the spine, get stuck in your legs Dance 'til you rip the soles off your Timbs sh** - knock the chrome straight off your rims Hit - after hit, well get who you wanna get Ain't nobody really f**in with us Haters try to tell me I'mma suffer for this Hatin on me cause I mastered this You asked for this, come here and get a gla** of this .. party and bullsh** [Hook: T.R.] Y'all n***as wanna get down? (f** with me) Y'all still wanna be round? (f** with me) Y'all really want the street now? (f** with me) Y'all n***as gon' see now (party and bullsh**) Y'all n***as wanna get down? (f** with me) Y'all still wanna be round? (f** with me) You really want the street now? (f** with me) Y'all n***as gonna see now (party and bullsh**) [Method Man] Yo, the whole base of this is party and bullsh** Y'all lil' cats, we ain't on no cool sh** Y'all lil' dogs better learn some new tricks And you video directors better find some new chicks Watch this, man I got this, Hot Nikks Mean gob spit when I talk wear galoshes Wu-Tang Clan in the house and ain't leavin How my k**er Bee clique feel this evening? Meth; guerilla serial k**er for scrilla See the God run through your block like Godzilla Menage-a-tois for these french vanillas, I'm iller Hard as armadillo and coat made of chinchilla New stuff, bang this, bust this, bruise this And ballers ain't f**in with Staten Isle, New York What? Still in the game, platinum plus Y'all might f** with them, but y'all can't f** with us [Hook: Meth & T.R.] Y'all n***as wanna get down? (f** with me) Y'all still wanna be round? (f** with me) Y'all really want the street now? (f** with me) Y'all n***as gon' see now (party and bullsh**) Y'all n***as wanna get down? (f** with me) Y'all still wanna be round? (f** with me) Y'all really want the streets now? (f** with me) Y'all n***as gon' see now.. [Meth] Yo T.R., what's that sh** you on? (party and bullsh**) [T.R.] I'm not even serious, I'm doin this for fun, cause I (party and bullsh**) [Meth] Yo T.R., what's that sh** you on? (party and bullsh**) [T.R.] I'm not even serious, I'm doin this for fun, cause I (party and bullsh**) [Meth] Yo T.R., what's that sh** you on? (party and bullsh**) [T.R.] I'm not even serious, I'm doin this for fun, cause I (party and bullsh**) [Meth] Yo T.R., what's that sh** you on? (party and bullsh**) [T.R.] I'm not even serious, I'm doin this for fun, cause I (party and bullsh**) - what?