Notorious B.I.G. - Party & Bullshit Lyrics
I was a terror since the public school eraBathroom passes, cuttin classes, squeezing assesSmoking blunts was a daily routineSince thirteen, a chubby nigga on the sceneI used to have the tre` duceAnd the duce duce in my bubblegooseNow I got the mack in my knapsackLoungin black, smoking sacks up in actsAnd sidekicks with my sidekicks rockin fly kicksHoneys want to chatBut all we wanna know is where the party at?And can I bring my gat?If not, I hope I dont get shotBut I throw my vest on my chestcause niggaz is a messIt dont take nothin but frontinFor me to start somethinBuggin and barkin at niggaz like I was duck huntinDumbing out, just me and my crewCause all we wanna do is...Chorus:Party... and bullshit, and... (x9)Hugs from the honeys, pounds from the roughnecksSeen my man sei that I knew from the projectsSaid he had beef, asked me if I had my peiceSure do, two .22s in my shoesHoller if you need me love Im in the houseRoam and strollin see what the honeys is aboutMoet popping, hoe hopping, aint no stopping big poppa, Im a bad boyNiggaz wanna front, who got your back? (biggie!)Niggaz wanna flex, who got the gat? (biggie!)It aint hard to tell Im the east coast overdoserNigga you scared youre supposed toNigga I toast ya, put fear in your heart***** up the party before it even startPissy drunk, off the henny and stuffOr some brand-nubian shit beatin down punks!Chorus*****es in the back looking righteousIn a tight dress, I think I might justHit her with a little biggie 101, how to tote a gunAnd have fun with jamaician rumConversations, blunts in rotationMy man big jacques got the glock in his waist andWere smoking, drinking, got the hooker thinkingIf money smell bad than this nigga biggie stinkingIs it my charm? I got the hookers eatin out my palmShe grabbed my arm and said lets leave calmIm hittin skins againRolled up another blunt, bought a heinekenNiggaz start to loke out, a kid got choked outBlows was thrown and a *****ing fight broke out[music stops, indecipherable sounds of people yelling and arguing,Biggie breaks it up yelling yo chill, man, chill!]Cant we just all get along?So I can put hickies on her chest like lil shawnGet her pissy drunk off of don perrignonAnd its on, and Im goneThats that.[chorus w/ puff talking after selected lines]Party... and bullshit, (party.)And party... and bullshit, (bullshit.)And party... and bullshit, (party.)And party... and bullshit, (bullshit.)And party... and bullshit, (yea... junior mafia likes that.)And party... and bullshit,And party... and bullshit, (uptown likes that.)And party... and bullshit,And party... and bullshit, (bad boy likes that.)And party... and bullshit,And party... and bullshit, (brooklyn crew likes that.)And party... and bullshit,And party... and bullshit, (third eye likes that.)And party... and bullshit,[repeats until fade out]
