Party Bullshit
Biggie Smalls (Notorious B.I.G) Lyrics

I was a terror since the public school era
I've always been a troublemaker, even from my days in public school

Bathroom passes, cutting classes, squeezing asses
I was a mischievous kid, skipping classes to flirt with girls in the bathroom

Smoking blunts was a daily routine
I started smoking marijuana at a young age and it became a daily habit

Since thirteen, a chubby nigga on the scene
I've been around since I was thirteen, and I was overweight at the time

I used to have the tre' duce
I used to carry a .33 caliber handgun

And the duce duce in my bubble-goose
I also carried a .22 caliber handgun in my jacket

Now I got the mack in my knapsack
Now I have a MAC-10 machine gun in my backpack

Loungin' black, smoking sacks up in acts
I relax in the shadows, smoking weed while I plot my next move

And sidekicks with my sidekicks rocking fly kicks
With my crew and friends, we all wear fashionable shoes

Honeys want to chat
Girls want to talk to me

But all we want to know is 'where the party at?'
But all we care about is finding a good place to party

And can I bring my gat?
And can I bring my gun with me?

If not, I hope I don't get shot
If I can't bring my gun, I hope I don't get shot by someone else's gun

Betta throw my vest on my chest
I better wear my bulletproof vest

Cause niggas is a mess
Because people are unpredictable and dangerous

It don't take nothin' but frontin'
It doesn't take much to start a fight or confrontation

For me to start somethin'
I am always ready for a fight

Buggin' and barkin' at niggas like I was duck huntin'
I am taunting and provoking people like I'm playing a hunting game

Dumbing out, just me and my crew
We act foolish and careless, just me and my friends

Cause all we want to do is Party, and bullshit
Because all we care about is having fun and causing trouble

Hugs from the honeys, pounds from the roughnecks
I get hugs and affection from girls, and respect from tough guys

Seen my man see that I knew from the projects
I saw someone I knew from the poor neighborhood where I grew up

Said he had beef, asked me if I had my piece
He told me he had a problem with someone and wanted to know if I had my gun with me

Sure do, two .22's in my shoes
I certainly do, I have two .22 caliber guns hidden in my shoes

Holler if you need me love I'm in the house
Call me if you need me, I'm here to help (implied: with my guns)

Roam and strollin' see what the honeys is about
I'm wandering around, checking out the girls and flirting with them

Moet popping, hoe hopping, ain't no stopping big poppa, I'm a bad boy
I am living the high-life, drinking expensive champagne, sleeping with lots of women, and I am fearless and dangerous

Niggas want to front, who got your back? (biggie!)
People want to confront me, who will be there to support me? (Answer: me, myself, and I)

Niggas want to flex, who got the gat? (biggie!)
People want to challenge me, who has the gun? (Answer: me, always)

It ain't hard to tell I'm the east coast overdoser
It's obvious that I am the most powerful, influential rapper from the East Coast

Nigga you scared you're supposed to
You should be scared of me, that's the natural reaction

Nigga I toast ya, put fear in your heart
I will shoot you and make you afraid of me

Fuck up the party before it even start
I will cause chaos and violence from the beginning of the party

Pissy drunk, off the henny and stuff
I am very drunk, having consumed a lot of Hennessy cognac

Or some brand-Nubian shit beatin' down punks!
I am listening to rap music by Brand Nubian that encourages me to violently attack people who disrespect me

Bitches in the back looking righteous
Girls in the back are looking attractive and well-behaved

In a tight dress, I think I might just
Wearing a revealing dress, I am considering flirting or hooking up with her

Hit her with a little biggie 101, how to tote a gun
I will advise her on how to carry a gun, but it's also a metaphor for seducing her with my power and charm

And have fun with Jamaican rum
We will drink Jamaican rum and enjoy ourselves

Conversations, blunts in rotation
We are having casual chats and smoking marijuana together

My man big Jacques got the glock in his waist and
My friend Jacques has a Glock handgun in his waistband

We're smoking, drinking, got the hooker thinking
We are smoking weed and drinking alcohol, while trying to seduce a prostitute

If money smell bad than this nigga biggie stinking
If money has a bad reputation, then people should be afraid of me because I am very rich

Is it my charm? I got the hookers eating out my palm
Is it my charisma and power that attract women to me? I can control these prostitutes easily

She grabbed my arm and said 'let's leave calm'
The woman took my arm and suggested that we leave quietly and avoid causing trouble

I'm hittin' skins again
I'm having sex with another woman

Rolled up another blunt, bought a Heineken
I rolled another marijuana joint and drank a Heineken beer

Niggas start to loke out, a kid got choked out
People are starting to get aggressive and violent, and a young person got choked and beaten up

Blows was thrown and a fucking fight broke out
People started hitting each other and a big fight erupted

Can't we just all get along?
Can't we peacefully coexist and avoid violence?

So I can put hickies on her chest like lil' shawn
I want to flirt with this woman and give her love bites on her chest like Lil' Shawn, a rapper who sings about love and sex

Get her pissy drunk off of don perrignon
I want to get this woman very drunk on expensive Dom Perignon champagne

And it's on, and I'm gone
The party is starting, and I'm leaving to find more excitement and adventure

And party, and bullshit [Repeats]
The song repeats the chorus several times, emphasizing the theme of partying and causing trouble