The Party Aint Over Lyrics – G-Unit

The Party Aint Over Lyrics by G-Unit

This is the Unit
The mighty, mighty, mighty Unit
This is how we do it
Ayy, ayy, ayy

I make the airline and pop to it, N.Y. bop to it
No frontin here shawty, n#gg#z 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’rything
Mo’ flows, mo’ dough, money come, money go
New straps, new clip, stack chips, don’t trip

Play playa, go hard, stunt n#gg#, oh God
Party ain’t never over, n#gg#z hardly ever sober
Different day, same sh#t, different city, different chick
Show you how I do this sh#t, you notice how I do it kid

b#tches recognize when I’m walkin in
Smokin that piff, goin where dolphins swim
44-Colt, that’s tossin him
And that four do’ car is 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

b#tch play cute, I don’t get upset
‘Til her #ss 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”

You might see me yawnin four in the mornin
But the party ain’t over
Then it’s back to the crib, to cut shawty that’s how we on it
The party ain’t over

Shawty move like you wanna move, work it shawty
Gon’ do what you wan’ do, twerk it for me
Now get low, shawty work that back
Now get low, yeah just like that, now get low

Yeah, they love it when I pop round, doors up, top down
Seat back, keep that, motherf#ckin glock round
n#gg# this is my town, my block, my crown
My sound, peace to my n#gg#z 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 n#gg#
I toast wit’cha if ya got a cup
Hold your f#ckin 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

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 n#gg#z just got 400 mil’ like me
My bad b#tch do her thang in her Vera Wang
She let me have a 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
My Ten-a-ki’ timepiece shinin like a light bulb
David Brown t-shirt, dressed just like a thug

You might see me yawnin four in the mornin
But the party ain’t over
Then it’s back to the crib, to cut shawty that’s how we on it
The party ain’t over

Shawty move like you wanna move, work it shawty
Gon’ do what you wan’ do, twerk it for me
Now get low, shawty work that back
Now get low, yeah just like that, now get low
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G-Unit Lyrics – The Party Aint Over

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The Party Aint Over