Tha Alkaholiks - Party Ya Ass Off lyrics

(Intro) Say what? Say what? (Chorus: Tash) Drink, smoke, PARTY YA ASS OFF Drink, smoke it, PARTY YA ASS OFF Drink it, smoke it, PARTY YA ASS OFF Drink it, smoke it, PARTY YA ASS OFF (Wha**up white girl?) Drink, smoke, PARTY YA ASS OFF (Y'know you ain't got no a** to party off) (But f** it, we'll work wit'chu, it's Tha Liks) (Tash) I know y'all heard the rumors 'bout Tha Alkies grand finale How J-Ro shot Swift and Tash moved out of Cali Half that sh** is true, half that sh** is true lies It'll be a cold day in hell before the Likwit crew divides All I can say is save some space for me (We the best that ever did it) And bow out gracefully Yeah - we three different solo careers about to blast off But right about now we bout to PARTY YA ASS OFF (Chorus) - repeat 2X Drink, smoke, PARTY YA ASS OFF (Tash) While my pen electric slides across the pages of my notepad With no dad, CaTash spans the earth like a nomad I go grab the dollars while y'all askin who's is it Only b**hes on the list, when the Likwit crew visits Xzibit that's my n***a, stop askin stupid questions I got too much time invested in these studio sessions Let's get the, show on the road, spot dates, award tours J-Ro tell these n***az what the f** we in it for (J-Ro) We in it for the love, we in it for the chippers We in it for the chicks walkin round in fuzzy slippers We on our final mission and we ready to blast off (Drink, smoke, PARTY YA ASS OFF) This ain't tic-tac-toe, I got a click-clack flow The number one objective is to get that dough From Pacoma to Corona droppin hip-hop on ya Tha Liks are on your side just like a kidney donor, so (Chorus) - repeat 2X (Tash) My word is bond, your bond is ten percent You ask your moms to put the house up but moms is payin rent (Yae yay!) You got bent, look at all the sh** you sent her through Out there startin sh** like the King T interview (J-Ro) I'm the black Bryant Gumbel, the city is a jungle That's why we smoke trees and stack cheese by the bundle You fake A&R's make me think it would be beautiful to throw a live hand grenade up in your cubicle (Tash) All I know is rap labels is craps tables Put yo' nuts on the coffin and pray to black angels My tour pa** dangles from my neck to my wishbone We been on tour with everybody, Snoop Dogg to Fishbone (J-Ro) J-Ro, one thousand degrees I chain smoke MC's, and you'll be burnin beggin please Alkaholiks got y'all drunk for years Now we drinkin beers at the bar like Norm on Cheers (Chorus) - repeat 4X to fade