Like It's '99
Going for the bag equals no chill
Even if a nigga out here ballin' on the hills
I'm talking nobody can make me fall back
Not even double zeros can make computers crash
So we gon' win it
And we gon' party like it's ninety-nine
And we gon' party like it's ninety-nine, nine
Party like it's ninety-nine
Yeah we gon' party like it's ninety-nine
Raise the roof tell'em raise the roof
Switch it up for a sec, now they in the groove
Red cup on deck, you know how we do
Gold chains on our neck, A-one in the crew
Your whole clique not a threat, don't know how to move
See these flames, I'm the nigga on the mic though
Emcee bring alive when the night's slow
You will see the Frankenstein, let a nigga go
Wait wait
Double the price
I know that you hear it my nigga I'm nice
Put in a lot of time
Lot of late nights
Never overnight
But success it a conclusion that's foregone
You've been forewarned
Your Mayan calendar to me is just a soft storm
Never end of days your prophet is a false alarm
Your thoughts is soft core
Man it's so boring
I'm more into hardcore balls deep throat-gaggers
Going for the bag equals no chill
Even if a nigga out here ballin' on the hills
I'm talking nobody can make me fall back
Not even double zeros can make computers crash
So we gon' win it
And we gon' party like it's ninety-nine
And we gon' party like it's ninety-nine, nine
Party like it's ninety-nine
Yeah we gon' party like it's ninety-nine
Naw
You can't tell me when to slow down
I been riding' on this bull and never touched the ground
I'm the one that's all around that can kill it now
I'm the one that held you down who you kidding now
Computers must've crashed in the new millennium
All they do is place blame on millennials
Live life nigga won't you love yours
Get out of mines if you ain't for the war
My Glock ain't got no safety, ain't no safety bro
And trust me for the Sig ain't no safety on
I say that to say I don't know the mechanism
Going hard in the field full of ammunition
Begotten Son Day after next
Ba Ba
Go and get'em
It's relieving for the soul although when I hit'em
Got the juice, got the juice flowing through my veins
And for my niggas on the team it's the same thing
Going for the bag equals no chill
Even if a nigga out here ballin' on the hills
I'm talking nobody can make me fall back
Not even double zeros can make computers crash
So we gon' win it
And we gon' party like it's ninety-nine
And we gon' party like it's ninety-nine, nine
Party like it's ninety-nine
Yeah we gon' party like it's ninety-nine
Even if a nigga out here ballin' on the hills
I'm talking nobody can make me fall back
Not even double zeros can make computers crash
So we gon' win it
And we gon' party like it's ninety-nine
And we gon' party like it's ninety-nine, nine
Party like it's ninety-nine
Yeah we gon' party like it's ninety-nine
Raise the roof tell'em raise the roof
Switch it up for a sec, now they in the groove
Red cup on deck, you know how we do
Gold chains on our neck, A-one in the crew
Your whole clique not a threat, don't know how to move
See these flames, I'm the nigga on the mic though
Emcee bring alive when the night's slow
You will see the Frankenstein, let a nigga go
Wait wait
Double the price
I know that you hear it my nigga I'm nice
Put in a lot of time
Lot of late nights
Never overnight
But success it a conclusion that's foregone
You've been forewarned
Your Mayan calendar to me is just a soft storm
Never end of days your prophet is a false alarm
Your thoughts is soft core
Man it's so boring
I'm more into hardcore balls deep throat-gaggers
Going for the bag equals no chill
Even if a nigga out here ballin' on the hills
I'm talking nobody can make me fall back
Not even double zeros can make computers crash
So we gon' win it
And we gon' party like it's ninety-nine
And we gon' party like it's ninety-nine, nine
Party like it's ninety-nine
Yeah we gon' party like it's ninety-nine
Naw
You can't tell me when to slow down
I been riding' on this bull and never touched the ground
I'm the one that's all around that can kill it now
I'm the one that held you down who you kidding now
Computers must've crashed in the new millennium
All they do is place blame on millennials
Live life nigga won't you love yours
Get out of mines if you ain't for the war
My Glock ain't got no safety, ain't no safety bro
And trust me for the Sig ain't no safety on
I say that to say I don't know the mechanism
Going hard in the field full of ammunition
Begotten Son Day after next
Ba Ba
Go and get'em
It's relieving for the soul although when I hit'em
Got the juice, got the juice flowing through my veins
And for my niggas on the team it's the same thing
Going for the bag equals no chill
Even if a nigga out here ballin' on the hills
I'm talking nobody can make me fall back
Not even double zeros can make computers crash
So we gon' win it
And we gon' party like it's ninety-nine
And we gon' party like it's ninety-nine, nine
Party like it's ninety-nine
Yeah we gon' party like it's ninety-nine
Credits
Writer(s): Daniel C.o. Brown
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