Tonalità: D minor•
Intro 1
Bb
Dm
[Chorus]
Verse 1
Party I'ma party til I just
can't party no mo
Party I'ma party til I just
can't party no mo
E
Dm
Party I'ma party til I just
can't party no mo
Party I'ma party til I just
Bb
Dm
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)
E
Dm
Party I'ma party til I just
can't party no mo
Party I'ma party til I just can't party no mo
Bb
I dun had about four
Verse 2
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
Dm
Bb
these hoes to get live
Dm
Got a pocket full of hundreds and
some bottles on ice, ice
Conjure and lime got a nigga feeling nice,
nice
E
Dm
Dessert on my hip so if
you gamble roll the dice
When I let it off once,
Bb
Dm
make a nigga think twice, twice
Bb
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
Dm
like Obi Wan Kenobe
Wood grain trim,
seats softer than your butt butt
Make the car rattle from the speakers in my trunk,
Bb
trunk
E
Dm
Swishas burning slow and it got a nigga stuck,
stuck
But don't be a fool cause
Bb
Dm
the tool's on tuck tuck
Bb
Interlude 1
Dm
Bb
Verse 3
Bb
[Chorus] Tell that
Dm
Bb
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
Dm
'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
Bb
E
Dm
Cause I talk money while these
haters talk shit, shit
And if they keep on talking
I'ma empty out a clip, clip
Bb
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
Dm
Bb
I got the perfect song to make you want
Dm
Bb
Dm
me want to shake, shake
Take her to the crib I don't
take her on no date, date
Bb
Dm
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,
Bb
take
Interlude 2
Dm
Bb
Dm
Bb
[Chorus] Now keep the
Verse 4
camera's flashin'
we about to shoot a movie
Dm
Bb
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
Dm
So I gathered all the women and we
about to take a shot, shot
Gone out my mind,
who's there nigga knock knock,
E
Dm
Don't you hear that 808
beatin' down your block, block
Dm
Keep the party going cause the party don't stop,
stop
Bb
[Chorus]
Outro 1
Dm
Bb
Dm
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