DJ Quik - We Still Party lyrics

Ain't no puzzle y'all, we, uh
Groovin off the spirituality
And it feels good
I got somethin to say though

It's time for somebody to take over the
West Coast power with fly style
And I'm the one
Been here for years so check your file
Cuz I'm the kinda nigga with a strong desire
To nutt up, light a torch, and
Set the world on fire!
See me bouncin in my 'Vette
Doin' donuts in the middle of a?seater?
Wit?Rolarita?, tryin' to find some
Place to eat her
Cuz I'm freaky with a capital L
I'll eat that poor little Piper Peter
Til there ain't nothing left i'm nasty
See, we gets better when you think we hot
And we got more cheddar than
They think we got cuz see we make the kinda
Money that when we withdrawl
They notify the feds cuz it's too much y'all
What you call a stash, we
Call the petty cash
Spend five or six figures
A month?ain't nothing gash?
Party all night, then we sleep all day
Drink Corona X for breakfast then
We ready to play i still like a green eyed
Big ol' titties and thighs
Big ol' nigger, little heart
And I'm big into thighs
So shoot your game baby girl
Don't be scared to take a pet
You never know, it just might be wet

We still party, It get's high
Sometimes we don't feel grown-up
And that's no lie so we party, 'til we die
Cuz life is much too short for
You to not be fly

Now other night I be drunk
Off a gallon a Moet
I can still make the beats
Stink like some salmon croquette
Go to the hood and get all
The kids that I can fit
In a limo take 'em to the
Store and buy 'em some shit
Give 'em a demo of my new
Shit cuz it's the shit
And let 'em know that they the shit
And they can make hit's cuz it ain't shit
I gotta keep the cycle goin, baby doll
Whichever way that they be blowin' under
Higher than a motherfucker, Mr dante
C'mon B back me up pitch in everyday
Whether it's hot, whether it's cold
Whether it's soft, whether it's bold
Whether it's new, whether it's old
Whether it's GOLD, or platinum, stack 'em
Dante, baby dog, we be fly
Freestylin' like a motherfucker
Don't ask why, cuz this ain't Budweiser
"bud", "weis", "er"
"Did you see the, thighs on her?"
We nastier then a motherfucker baby doll
Can I freak your shit, and, uh
Break the shit the wall down?
Up to the compound?, uh huh
Elements, Feel my elephant, hahaha

Now can y'all feel that? See
Ain't nothing but God mackin' goin' on right
Now, see? Da game is to be told and
Not sold dependin' on which game it is
And we gon' keep it way real
You know? Cuz' it ain't no doubt in nobody's
Mind that I'm a very blessed individual
There if we don't turn it around and
Give it back than we can't
We can't go forward
It's up to you that's what we
Do everytime we get on this microphone
We let 'em know that we might be
Street rappers, but we are
Very much in order
And we got somethin' to say so
If you feelin' me like we feelin y'all
Get yo ass up on the ball time to
Take this shit back all of it cuz it
Was ours to begin with don't sleep
Baby don't sleep homey now when
The hook come back again
Youknowwhati'msayin?