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] 
 
 
[Thanks to chipt4l@hotmail.com for these lyrics]