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I Don't Wanna Party Wit U

DJ Quik

Street Vibes, Vol. 7

2001

Now I'ma be real wit it
All my fuckin' life I ain't never wanted fame
But since the shit done came I gotta deal wit' it
(I don't want to party wit'

't wanna be a party pooper
Don't wanna spoil all your fun
If I went you wouldn't think it was super
I'll have my own party of one

I've been there before

republican, tote a MAC in the public and
Act so southern, die for my brethren
Money, money, money, like Money Mackin' Publishing
One life to live, never ask

slime, we take your work, we take your bitch, you a bitch
My bitch is a snob, my fool is a jerk, and I bet this missile don't miss

Shorty might got

They rather get booked they can't get caught without it
Them niggas is shook how you gon walk without It
My hittas forreal look they don't talk about

fled from the party that night with an expensive cell phone
The chip was took out then got thrown
A few minutes before we hopped into the back of my car

lobby
Hit up my connect to put sum hittas in 
You're lobby 
Do this shit for fun but still 
I don't call it a hobby 
Had to tell that bitch don't do it

Bum bum bum bum bum bum

Put a little bass in your voice right there
Ok go back
Count it all joy my brethren
When you endure trials of many kinds
My

sing this song With you by my side, there's nothing wrong
Party hard, party hard From the room to the backyard
Party hard, party hard From the room

my house, it was back in the sticks
Friday night on a river bend
And the fishing pole is in my hand
If I leave Kearney now, I'm in Omaha by two

us so don’t get offended
Now don’t get it twisted
This party consists of
Bottles on bottles and only bad bitches

I'm a bad bitch you can't kill me!

dresses, (?)
He don't even smoke but tell Butter roll an ounce
Cause I'm way too fucked up and I'm too turnt up
And I brought my own shit and I do my own

thinking
Heavy
But the truth be told its what you needed
To hear
My intentions for my brethren's somewhat
Baffling me
All I wanted was a hustle bigger than

Bring the liquor by the boatload
I just wanna' unwind, unwind
Gin, vodka, yac, 4 Loko
Tell the truth I don't mind, don't mind
Hands high to the solar

Don't shoot up the party
Don't shoot up the party please, please
Don't shoot up the party
Don't shoot up my party
Please, please (Please, please)
Please,

playing hop scotch
She used to sit out eating candy on the green box
She had a brother named Terrell
He got shot by the cops
She got a sister name Lanelle

deal with day by day
When it's real love
It never goes away
Just cuz it's real love
That's not enough to make me stay
It's a pantha party
It's a pantha

my mind

I'm at a party of one
And it isn't fun as it used to be 
I know usually, I don't mind being alone 
But now the results shown
Say I want

power
the source is straight from out of the Heavens
My glow, look like it came outta Tekken
Going in, And I'm covered by my brethren!
Locked and loaded,

the drive-by, in the matte-black Hellcat
Picked up an opp bitch in the same Hellcat (yeah)
Suck on the dick, now the bitch need a Tic Tac (ooh)
I just shot my

Krack Rocks

Kid Rock

Early Mornin' Stoned Pimp

1996

nuts in my hand
The punks want to front cause I got my own band
Goddamn I'm the man with the helly buzz
And my shit don't stink, like eli's does

hot
When you’re blowing up my spot
I’m ALIVE
Party’s Gonna Go All Night (YES MAN, Nice it up)

Party goes all night
Party goes all night (All night we

strengthening
If it ain't done by me
Then it's done by Zee
Cause that's my brethren
I'd ride for him and he'd ride for me
That's no cap or questioning

Luke 14

with my gang it's a party
And it might get crazy whoa
Got the crazy flow
I'm not lazy no
I'm the real Carlo
I'm cold like the snow
So pass the puck
I'm