Party No Mo' Lyrics - Battle Of The Sexes - Ludacris

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Party I'ma party til I just can't party no mo 

Party I'ma party til I just can't party no mo 

Party I'ma party til I just can't party no mo 

Party I'ma party til I just can't party no mo 

Let's take a shot (take a shot) 

Take a shot (take a shot) 

Let's take a shot (take a shot) 

Take a shot (take a shot) 

Party I'ma party til I just can't party no mo 

Party I'ma party til I just can't party no mo 

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I dun had about four five six shots 

Yeah I'm getting wasted 

Red pills, blue pills yeah I'm in the Matrix 

Two swisha, three swisha, four swisha, five 

So turn my music up and tell these hoes to get live 

Got a pocket full of hundreds and some bottles on ice, ice 

Conjure and lime got a nigga feeling nice, nice 

Dessert on my hip so if you gamble roll the dice 

When I let it off once, make a nigga think twice, twice 

You got more dough then homie you gon have to show me 

You never say it rains like Tony Toni Tone 

My Chevy's outside and it's sitting on Kobe's 

And I keep the hood with me like Obi Wan Kenobe 

Wood grain trim, seats softer than your butt butt 

Make the car rattle from the speakers in my trunk, trunk 

Swishas burning slow and it got a nigga stuck, stuck 

But don't be a fool cause the tool's on tuck tuck 

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Tell that slow bitch to bring another round 

We gon' party til the suns up 

Ladies rub your titties and gangsta's put your guns up 

Money, money, money if you got it throw your ones up 

And if they ain't got it tell 'em shut up you dumb fuck 

My money stays in hand you could say I got a grip, grip 

Out to scoop my chips you could say I got a dip, dip 

Cause I talk money while these haters talk shit, shit 

And if they keep on talking I'ma empty out a clip, clip 

But I don't want no problems I'm just trying to get my game on 

Take a couple shots and use the alcohol to blame on 

Holla at some chicks then find a bitch to put my name on 

Then I'ma be I'ma be the one she put that thang on 

I got the perfect song to make you want me want to shake, shake 

Take her to the crib I don't take her on no date, date 

We all up in the club til the glass and table break, break 

And all they wanna know is how much more that I can take, take 

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Now keep the camera's flashin' we about to shoot a movie 

A thick chick let me sip my glass on her booty 

She stuck upon my hip and she swear she ain't no groupie 

While I'm stuck up on the VIP, but everything is all Gucci 

So I gathered all the women and we about to take a shot, shot 

Gone out my mind, who's there nigga knock knock, 

Don't you hear that 808 beatin' down your block, block 

Keep the party going cause the party don't stop, stop 

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