Party Hard Lyrics by Beenie Man

Party Hard Lyrics

    Livelicate to all di rude boy dem from across di world and all shottas from yard
    Real ballas party hard, zagga zagga zow na na na na
    Here comes the musical Youth like Beenie Man longside J
    Sing for the girls dem night or day
    Moving out the girls dem way
    Zagga zagga zen na na
    We na' play
    [J:]
    Drop top Z3, twenty-inch chrome
    Shorty rolled up on me chatting on her cell phone
    Cartier bracelet with ass for days
    Looking all pretty in her Fendi shades
    [BM:]
    I holla how you doing and she say what's up
    Then she went on to tell me that she love my truck
    I got my lady at home but what the fuck
    Here you go, take my number and hit me up
    [J:]
    Girl, I don't mean to be pushy but what is your name
    Can I have your number, can I see you again
    [BM:]
    If you don't mind me asking, what you doing tonight
    Can you link me at the club, aight!
    Keep it tight cause
    [Chorus:]
    [J:]
    We party hard and we ball (we ball)
    We hit them up and they fall (they fall)
    I love the shorties who be all thong up
    She wan' me hit it up against the wall
    (Holla at me dog!)
    [Repeat]
    [BM:]
    Well into a musical thing call that's how we roll
    Some boy wan' roll deep and sell dem soul
    This is Beenie Man must sell platinum no gold
    This is how we roll
    [J:]
    First class cribs
    First class rides
    Big ass honey sitting by my side
    [BM:]
    First class honeys want to roll with me
    Cause Jamaican thugs roll VIP
    [J:]
    Candlelight scented bubbles in her tub
    Nothing but coke bottles poppin' in the club
    [BM:]
    Five-star restaurant, table for two
    You get nothing but the best when you roll with my crew
    [J:]
    We can party all night, we got chips to burn
    Tracey and her friends will be taking turns
    [BM:]
    Slammin' and fun that's how we live everyday
    That's the way we players play
    Zagga zagga zay
    [Chorus:]
    [J:]
    We party hard and we ball (we ball)
    We hit them up and they fall (they fall)
    I love the shorties who be all thong up
    She wan' me hit it up against the wall
    (Holla at me dogs!)
    [Repeat]
    [BM:]
    This a one hear name
    One mil, two mil, three mil, four
    Did my last tour and make three mil more
    Beenie Man shopping in designer stores
    House on the hill with cherrywood floors
    One girl, two girl, three girl, four
    Three more exes stalking my door
    Honeys be acting real insecure
    I'm well loved among the ladies on tour
    [Chorus:]
    [J:]
    We party hard and we ball (we ball)
    We hit them up and they fall (they fall)
    I love the shorties who be all thong up
    She wan' me hit it up against the wall
    (Holla at me dogs!) [Repeat]

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