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silkk the shocker - no limit party lyrics

silkk the shocker lyrics

“no limit party”
(feat. master p, mia x)

ungh! (let’s get ready to rumble)
where ya from? where ya from? (ya heard me)
that 3rd ward. time to start this fight, you f-ckin right
b-tch, get off me, buckle up n-gg-!

(chorus:)

who run this b-tch, we run this b-tch
that bout it sh-t, we started this sh-t
cause ain’t no party like a no limit party
i’m a no limit soldier for life

so f-ck ya’ll b-tches (f-ck y’all n-gg-z)
f-ck ya’ll b-tches (f-ck y’all n-gg-z)
cause all hoes suck d-ck
(all n-gg-z lick lips)

(mia x)
n-gg-, i bet you gotta b-tch on the side
but i gotta 9 on mine and it’s about that time
that i spit the game like it’s supposed to be spat
cause n-gg-z ain’t worth sh-t except for lickin cat
and fixin flats, after i done stuck yo sh-t
cause i’m the wrong ghetto b-tch to be f-ckin with
the roughest b-tch, you wouldn’t wanna bust them, b-tch
if i’m the same ho that had your mama huffin, b-tch
and puffin, b-tch, and yes i’m known to suck some quick
cause i done told you once before the ladies run this sh-t
we run this sh-t, ever since the last true lick
and yet ya punks still screamin all hoes suck d-ck
but f-ck that sh-t, cause n-gg-z love to suck them lips
and lick that cl-t, and pay yo b-tch to lay yo b-tch
to say they hit, ho stuntin -ss tricks
uh uh, sweatin tired sayin they quit
is that it?
now ain’t that fake
no stars for your chest, i coulda had a v8
mia x is known to take a n-gg- for his keys and gs
government and c-m and then they extra fun
cause all n-gg-z buy p-ssy, cry for p-ssy, lie for p-ssy
live for p-ssy, steal for p-ssy
rap for p-ssy, kill for p-ssy
even though they try to stunt
they leave they folks stuck out behind a fat, hairy c-nt
up front, when a n-gg- start to trip
ha ha, laugh dead in they face cause they just talkin sh-t

(do the ladies run this m-th-f-cka, h-ll, yeah)
do the n-gg-z run this m-th-f-cka, h-ll, yeah

(chorus)

b-tch get off me (b-tch get off me)
b-tch get off me (b-tch get off me)
buckle up, n-gg-, here it go, n-gg-
buckle up, n-gg-, here it go, n-gg-

(silkk)
i’m so gangstafied, stay high till i die
smoke for free, i reply not with me
cause i get cheese,
nothin comes free but this d-ck and gum
i be fresh up outta gum, cause i be to my last one
ya’ll n-gg-z got the game backwards,
buyin dinner then f-ck
i f-cks first, and say f-ck dinner
then i hits and cut
because if you want to get paid, be a hooker
see this ho, run and borrowin nothin
but dope, money, and p-ssy
now n-gg-z sell dope to make money to spend on hoes
but i, f-cks hoes, and make them hoes buy my clothes
? from head to toe, converse on my feet
you call me young spanish flyer
i took them hoes in heat
now i’m a peep this game, as i see the game unfold
now hoes be tryin to get for the money
the whole truck load, but f-ck hoes
then i duck, cut, hit em then i slit em
i spit game to em, and then i bet you i’ma get em
i f-cks one hoe two hoe three hoe four
and if i get some condoms, i’ma f-ck some more
now if you know silkk, you know that i be plottin
your girlfriend, she be down
i catch her on the rebound like i was robbin her

(chorus)

so f-ck ya’ll hoes (suck these holes)
f-ck ya’ll hoes (suck these holes)
ain’t no party like a no limit party
i’m a no limit soldier for life
so buckle up, n-gg-, guard your grill, n-gg-
here go the trigga, duck down, n-gg- (blue!)

(master p)
b-tch you bout, bout what, suckin d-ck?
i ain’t gon tell ya partnas that you did me and my homey in
you b-tches is crazy, tryin to have my baby
sniffin on my riches, ho, suck some daisies
i’m spreadin rumors on you hoes like i’m in social clubs
what about me, you, yo sista in my bathtub
you lookin fine in yo dkny
versace on yo eyes,? bags on yo side
yo b-tch don’t get rolled, and yo earrings hang side to side
yo rent no lexus, d-mn, let’s go take a ride
cause if you was a part on a car you’d be a fender
cause underneath all that expensive sh-t b-tch you a pretender
if suckin d-ck was a crime, you’d get 25 to life
oh, miss thang, i ain’t mad at you for bein with somebody else
why, see i’m from the south, i keep hoes in the chicken coop
i got b-tches lined up in they birthday suit
you want me to c-m in your p-ssy, i’m a c-m in your throat
and if the rubber pop, then swallow ho
cause all hoes suck d-ck
i ain’t too $hort, but f-ck you, b-tch

(chorus)

so f-ck you hoes (f-ck them n-gg-z)
f-ck you hoes (f-ck them n-gg-z)
shake that -ss, ho (trick that cash, ho)
bounce that azz, b-tch (break me off, b-tch)

(chorus)

so ride the d-ck, ho (grow a d-ck, b-tch)
i say ride this d-ck, ho (eat this cl-t, b-tch)
where ya from, where ya from, where ya from, where ya from
where ya from, where ya from, where ya from?
get em up (if you from down south)
get em up, get em up, get em up
get em up (if you from the west coast)
get em up, get em up, get em up,
get em up (if you from the east coast)
get em up, boot it up, boot it up
show the gold! (cause n-gg-z down south ain’t takin no sh-t)
where ya from, where ya from, where ya from?
when i say b-tch, you say get off me
b-tch (get off me)
b-tch (get off me)
b-tch (get off me) b-tch
b-tch (get off me) b-tch
do the n-gg-z run this m-th-f-cka?
h-ll, yeah
(do the ladies run this m-th-f-cka?)
(h-ll, yeah)
m-th-f-ckin no limit party, n-gg- (ungh!) n-gg-

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