Party Ain’t Over

Lyrics

[Intro: 50 Cent] This is the Unit The mighty mighty mighty Unit This is how we do it Ayy (ayy, ayy) [Verse 1: 50 Cent] I made the A lean and pop to it, N.Y. pop to it No frontin here shorty, niggas know how I do it For the paper let the gat pop, jackpot Find me trippin, ridin slow through the back blocks Red Coupe switchin lanes, top down, party frame Diamond rings, diamond chains, diamonds on e'rythang Mo' flows, mo' dough, money come, money go New straps, new clip, stack chips, don't trip Play playa, go hard, stunt nigga, oh God Party ain't never over, niggas hardly ever sober Different day, same shit, different city, different chick Show you how I do this shit, you notice how I do it kid [Verse 2: Tony Yayo] Bitches recognize when I'm walkin' in Smokin' that piff, goin' where dolphins swim 44-Colt, that's tossin' him And that four-do' Porsche what I'm flossin' in (YEAH!) I'm in the black, you in the red You owe your label money, I'm gettin bread Can you feel it, feel it? Nothin' can save ya In my purple tag Polo and neon Gators (break it down now!) Bitch play cute, I don't get upset 'Til her ass get a facial and a washin set I'm in a private jet, but before the deal Hoes was like, "He's all right, but he's not ill!" [Chorus: 50 Cent] You might see me yawnin', four in the mornin' But the party ain't over Then it's back to the crib, to cut shorty that's how we on it The party ain't over Shorty move like you wanna move, work it shorty Gon' do what you wan' do, twerk it for me Now get low, shorty work that back Now get low, yeah just like that Now get low [Verse 3: Lloyd Banks] Yeah, they love it when I pop round, doors up, top down Seat back, keep that, motherfuckin' Glock round Nigga this is my town, my block, my crown My sound, peace to my niggas on lockdown They don't really want that, they know we get it poppin' Six-four droppin', you still window shoppin' I'm ridin' round rockin', knockin', Rakim Slick Rick, Rick James; big stack, big chains I'm so sicker, the flow liquor, you're broke nigga I toast wit'cha - if ya got a cup Hold your fuckin' bottle up, I really want a model but You can get behind the truck, if you swallow nut I'm just playin', unless you gon' do it You put your back into it, the rest is all fluid Don't pull that thing out unless you gon' use it Ain't nobody bleedin', I guess it's all music [Verse 4: Young Buck] Shawty the kush still burnin', Aston Martin wheel turnin' Higher than Mount Vernon, the passenger she German Bottles is still poppin', clubs is still rockin' Feds is still watchin', but fiends is still shoppin' I got vitamin water money like I signed a deal How would you feel if you niggas just got 400 mil' (Like me) My bad bitch do her thang in her Vera Wang She let me have her brain, I let her wear my chain I'm on the plane smokin' on that Mary Jane Listenin' to Trina while she run game on Lil Wayne (Stupid) My Ten-a-Key timepiece shinin' like a light bulb David Brown t-shirt, dressed just like a thug [Chorus: 50 Cent] You might see me yawnin', four in the mornin' But the party ain't over Then it's back to the crib, to cut shorty that's how we on it The party ain't over Shorty move like you wanna move, work it shorty Gon' do what you wan' do, twerk it for me Now get low, shorty work that back Now get low, yeah just like that Now get low