Party Hard Songtext
von Beenie Man

Livelicate 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

Drop top Z3, twenty-inch chrome
Shorty rolled up on me, chatting on her cellphone
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 don't 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, 'cuz


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 (holla at me, dawg)
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 (holla at me, dawg)

Well, here comes the musical thing, call that's 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

First class cribs, first class rides
Big-ass honey sitting by my side
First class honeys want to roll with me
′Cuz Jamaican thugs roll VIP (woah)
Candlelight scented bubbles in her tub (woah)
Nothing but Coke bottles popping 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 (turn up)
Tracey and her friends will be taking turns
Slam and fun, that′s how we live every day
That's the way we players play, zagga-zagga-zay


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, dawg)
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 (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 (ladies on tour)

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, dawg)
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 (yeah
She want me, hit it up against the wall (just holla at me, dawg)
We party hard and we ball (and 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, dawg)
We party hard and we ball (and 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, dawg)
We party hard and we ball (and 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
We party hard and we ball (come on now)
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
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
We party hard and 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