We Got It!

Lyrics

[Chorus: Blu] All is on, now that's about that way we can party hard We got the juice the drinks, the booze the broads The cars the links, the mo-, uh-huh Well alright, well u-uh, and how's your night? By the way if I don't ask, I tell right away you got a dope ass [Verse I: Blu] But fuck the verbal, you a soft gerbil Tuff kernel when it comes to popping, universal Blu alert you with the business, alert you with the news You commercial with your written, I'm commercial with my shoes My dudes like M-E, I do till I'm done Don't shine like many, I'm the one like the sun You a bum and you bum with my bars, listen up This is double entendre, your spitting sucks You niggas duck after you rap, I get a buck Not a shot, but I get pops from Buckshot With the hot top rocking to the beat Bass so heavy pop speakers when it I'm the chief like Bambaat the uppercut Scott Bad boy nine-six in this and we don't stop Pack noise and rush roys, corner boys that got a lot, not But I gottta cop a block or at least rock a fella, I don't mean getting socks Seen nigga face me in the drop when I'm seen, nigga I'm a beat, nigga, me, nigga, C-A nigga Throw a peace before I piece a nigga, peace [Chorus: Blu] Go hard, ay yo All is on, now that's about that way we can party hard We got the juice the drinks, the booze the broads The cars the links, ay yo, the movie stars Well alright, uh, and how's your night? By the way if I don't ask, I tell right away you got a dope ass [Verse II: Co$$] Plus the dro pass to the left, that's that Co$$, hotness All up in the forecast, swear I felt the flow drop Levitate, I don't walk, I moonwalk All about the dunk getting more cash Soon y'all, feeling the global wasn't inevitable Better the flow, get to it, time like fine wine Dripping from the cups rim Friend it's a fine line between thick and thin when you busting, illness Ill then gets nasty, naw sayin', they drop tears I drop years in minutes and I kick it with steel tips Get up in a nigga face, the same hands wrap around they sister's waist Momma see the I don't see your race, love I see your frame thick, the nameless to the same When I spit it from the heart, they be talking out their anus 'Cause the game is twisted turns, spank till the nigga earn Got burned a few times, pssh, but you never learned Return the pharaoh, the sharpness on the tip of the arrow Can't finish, don't start with the kings of the architect [Chorus: Blu] All is on, now that's about that way we can party hard We got the juice the drinks, the booze the broads The cars the links, the movie stars Well alright, well u-uh, and how's your night? By the way, we got it