Party & Bullshit — Method Man & T.R. Lyrics

Party & Bullshit Song Lyrics

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(Funky! Stand off..)

[Method Man]
Oh sh*t, 3-2-1, blown to bits
Step inside the nightclub like I own the b**ch
Southpaw two left feet set to trip
on that bullsh*t, back it up with extra clip
Man listen, p**sin in the same pot I'm p**sin
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' ass is grass and I'm a lawn mower
So uhh, go ahead pass the doja
It's the return of Tical, party over

[Chorus: Meth & T.R.]
Y'all niggaz wanna get down? (f**k with me)
Y'all still wanna be round? (f**k with me)
Y'all really want the street now? (f**k with me)
Y'all niggaz gon' see now (party and bullsh*t)
Y'all niggaz wanna get down? (f**k with me)
Y'all still wanna be round? (f**k with me)
Y'all really want the streets now? (f**k with me)
Y'all niggaz gon' see now (f**k with..)

[T.R.]
You chicks, bounce to the music
Shake that ass like you bout to use it
Wanna f**k with a baller? You choose
Wanna f**k with a scrub? You lose
f**k that, let's keep it movin
Talk about how this beat got you groovin
Nod your head, make you shake your dreads
Bass travel down the spine, get stuck in your legs
Dance 'til you rip the soles off your Timbs
sh*t - knock the chrome straight off your rims
Hit - after hit, well get who you wanna get
Ain't nobody really f**kin with us
Haters try to tell me I'ma suffer for this
Hatin on me cause I mastered this
You asked for this, come here and get a glass of this
.. party and bullsh*t

[Chorus: T.R.]
Y'all niggaz wanna get down? (f**k with me)
Y'all still wanna be round? (f**k with me)
Y'all really want the street now? (f**k with me)
Y'all niggaz gon' see now (party and bullsh*t)
Y'all niggaz wanna get down? (f**k with me)
Y'all still wanna be round? (f**k with me)
You really want the street now? (f**k with me)
Y'all niggaz gonna see now (party and bullsh*t)

[Method Man]
Yo, the whole base of this is party and bullsh*t
Y'all lil' cats, we ain't on no cool sh*t
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 Killer Bee clique feel this evening?
Meth; guerilla serial killer 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**kin with Staten Isle, New York
What? Still in the game, platinum plus
Y'all might f**k with them, but y'all can't f**k with us

[Chorus: Meth & T.R.]
Y'all niggaz wanna get down? (f**k with me)
Y'all still wanna be round? (f**k with me)
Y'all really want the street now? (f**k with me)
Y'all niggaz gon' see now (party and bullsh*t)
Y'all niggaz wanna get down? (f**k with me)
Y'all still wanna be round? (f**k with me)
Y'all really want the streets now? (f**k with me)
Y'all niggaz gon' see now..

[Meth] Yo T.R., what's that sh*t you on?
(party and bullsh*t)
[T.R.] I'm not even serious, I'm doin this for fun, cause I
(party and bullsh*t)
[Meth] Yo T.R., what's that sh*t you on?
(party and bullsh*t)
[T.R.] I'm not even serious, I'm doin this for fun, cause I
(party and bullsh*t)
[Meth] Yo T.R., what's that sh*t you on?
(party and bullsh*t)
[T.R.] I'm not even serious, I'm doin this for fun, cause I
(party and bullsh*t)
[Meth] Yo T.R., what's that sh*t you on?
(party and bullsh*t)
[T.R.] I'm not even serious, I'm doin this for fun, cause I
(party and bullsh*t) - what?