Party Hard

[Intro]

Lively-cate to all di rude boy dem from across di world and all shottas from yard

Real ballers party hard, zagga zagga zow now now now now

Here comes the musical youth like Beenie Man alongside J

Sing for the girls dem night or day

Moving out the girls dem way

Zagga zagga zen na na

We nah play

Jah!

[Verse 1: J (Beenie Man)]

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

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

Girl, I donít mean to be pushy but what is your name

Can I have your number, can I see you again

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 (Beenie Man)]

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 waní me hit it up against the wall

(Holla at me dog!) (2x)

[Interlude: Beenie Man]

Well here comes the musical thing call thatís how we roll

Some boy waan roll deep and sell dem soul

This is Beenie Man must sell platinum, no gold

This is how we roll

[Verse 2: J (Beenie Man)]

First class cribs

First class rides

Big ass honey sitting by my side

First class honeys want to roll with me

Cause Jamaican thugs roll VIP

I!

Candlelight scented bubbles in her tub

Nothing but coke bottles poppin' in the club

Five-star restaurant, table for two

You get nothing but the best when you roll with my crew

We can party all night, we got chips to burn (tell them!)

Tracey and her friends will be taking turns

Slam and fun that's how we live everyday

Thatís the way we players play

Zagga zagga zay

[Chorus: J (Beenie Man)]

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 waní me hit it up against the wall

(Holla at me dog!) (2x)

[Verse 3]

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 ex's stalking my door

Honeys be acting real insecure

I'm well loved among the ladies on tour

[Chorus (4x): J (Beenie Man)]

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 want me hit it up against the wall

(Just holla at me dog!) (2x)