Party Ain't Over
G-Unit (T.O.S.) Lyrics


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[50 Cent]
This is the Unit
The mighty mighty mighty Unit
This is how we do it
Ayy (ayy, ayy)

I make the airline and pop to it, N.Y. bop to it
No frontin' here shorty, niggaz know how I do it
For the paper let the gat pop, jackpot
Find me trippin', ridin' slow through the back blocks

Red Coupe switchin' lanes, top down, party frame
Diamond rings, diamond chains, diamonds on everythang
Mo' flows, mo' dough, money come, money go
New straps, new clip, stack chips, don't trip

Play playa, go hard, stunt nigga, oh God
Party ain't never over, niggaz hardly ever sober
Different day, same shit, different city, different chick
Show you how I do this shit, you notice how I do it kid

[Tony Yayo]
Bitches recognize when I'm walkin' in
Smokin' that piff, goin' where dolphins swim
44-Colt, that's tossin' him
And that four-do' car is what I'm flossin' in (YEAH!)

I'm in the black, you in the red
You owe your label money, I'm gettin' bread
Can you feel it, feel it? Nothin' can save ya
In my purple tag Polo and neon Gators (break it down now!)

Bitch play cute, I don't get upset
'Til her ass get a facial and a washin' set
I'm in a private jet, but before the deal
Hoes was like, "He's all right, but he's not ill!"

[Chorus: 50 Cent]
You might see me yawnin', four in the mornin'
But the party ain't over
Then it's back to the crib, to cut shorty that's how we on it
The party ain't over
Shorty move like you wanna move, work it shorty
Gon' do what you wan' do, twerk it for me
Now get low, shorty work that back
Now get low, yeah just like that
Now get low

[Lloyd Banks]
Yeah, they love it when I pop round, doors up, top down
Seat back, keep that, motherfuckin' glock round
Nigga this is my town, my block, my crown
My sound, peace to my niggaz on lockdown

They don't really want that, they know we get it poppin'
Six-four droppin', you still window shoppin'
I'm ridin' round rockin', knockin', Rakim
Slick Rick, Rick James; big stack, big chains

I'm so sicker, the flow liquor, you're broke nigga
I toast with ya - if ya got a cup
Hold your fuckin' bottle up, I really want a model but
You can get behind the truck, if you swallow nut

I'm just playin', unless you goin' do it
You put your back into it, the rest is all fluid
Don't pull that thing out unless you gon' use it
Ain't nobody bleedin', I guess it's all music

[Young Buck]
Shawty the kush still burnin', Aston Martin wheel turnin'
Higher than Mount Vernon, the passenger she German
Bottles is still poppin', clubs is still rockin'
Feds is still watchin', but fiends is still shoppin'

I got vitamin water money like I signed a deal
How would you feel if you niggaz just got 400 mil' (like me)
My bad bitch do her thang in her Vera Wang
She let me have a brain, I let her wear my chain

I'm on the plane smokin' on that Mary Jane
Listenin' to Trina while she run game on Lil' Wayne
My Ten-a-ki' timepiece shinin' like a light bulb
David Brown t-shirt, dressed just like a thug





[Chorus]

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Party Ain't Over" by G-Unit are all about living life to its fullest and partying hard. The song opens with 50 Cent declaring the strength and power of his group, the G-Unit. He then goes on to talk about his lifestyle - traveling on airplanes, driving through Manhattan, carrying a gat (gun) for protection, and collecting money. Tony Yayo's verse embraces his persona as a player who is constantly surrounded by ladies who adore him. He flaunts his riches and his designer clothes, proving to onlookers that they cannot compare to him. Lloyd Banks' verse is all about how he is the best rapper around and how women love him. Young Buck talks about his success, including his monetary gain and his relationships with women. Throughout the song, the chorus talks about how the party may seem like it's over, but it's never really over, and there's always more to come.


Overall, the lyrics are fun and playful, boasting about wealth, success, and the ability to live life to its fullest. It's a celebration of a lifestyle that many people dream of - a life of luxury, fame, and constant partying. The song is also notable for the group's chemistry and how each member has a distinct verse that still works well with the overall theme and music.


Line by Line Meaning

This is the Unit
Introduces the group G-Unit


The mighty mighty mighty Unit
Emphasizes their powerful presence


This is how we do it
Explains their style and approach


I make the airline and pop to it, N.Y. bop to it
50 Cent raps about his ability to make people dance in New York


No frontin' here shorty, niggaz know how I do it
50 Cent claims that he doesn't pretend, and people know he's the real deal


For the paper let the gat pop, jackpot
He suggests that he will use violence if necessary for money


Find me trippin', ridin' slow through the back blocks
50 Cent explains that he's not in a rush to leave some areas, and that he 'trips' around town slowly


Red Coupe switchin' lanes, top down, party frame
50 Cent raps about his luxury car and how he enjoys driving it


Diamond rings, diamond chains, diamonds on everythang
He brags about his expensive jewelry


Mo' flows, mo' dough, money come, money go
He talks about the money flowing in and out of his life


New straps, new clip, stack chips, don't trip
He has new guns, new ammunition, and is collecting money without difficulty


Play playa, go hard, stunt nigga, oh God
He tells listeners that he's a playa and is living the high life


Party ain't never over, niggaz hardly ever sober
He explains how the party never ends and people are always drinking


Different day, same shit, different city, different chick
50 Cent raps about living a carefree life moving from one place to another and always with somebody new


Show you how I do this shit, you notice how I do it kid
He tells listeners he's going to demonstrate how he lives his life and encourages them to appreciate it


Bitches recognize when I'm walkin' in
Tony Yayo explains how girls notice him when he enters a room


Smokin' that piff, goin' where dolphins swim
He's smoking weed and feels free and happy


44-Colt, that's tossin' him
He carries a gun and is prepared to shoot someone


And that four-do' car is what I'm flossin' in
He brags about his car


I'm in the black, you in the red
He has more money than someone else


Can you feel it, feel it? Nothin' can save ya
He's unstoppable and people can't resist him


In my purple tag Polo and neon Gators (break it down now!)
He's wearing expensive clothes and shoes


Bitch play cute, I don't get upset
He won't get angry if a woman tries to act tough


'Til her ass get a facial and a washin' set
He's saying he will get a woman to perform oral sex on him in exchange for a beauty treatment


I'm in a private jet, but before the deal
He has a private jet, but before getting famous he was just okay


Hoes was like, "He's all right, but he's not ill!"
Before he scored big, women weren't that impressed with him


You might see me yawnin', four in the mornin'
50 Cent might be tired and yawning in the early hours


But the party ain't over
Despite his tiredness, the party is still going strong


Then it's back to the crib, to cut shorty that's how we on it
They head back to the house to meet a girl


Shorty move like you wanna move, work it shorty
He's encouraging the girl to dance however she wants to


Gon' do what you wan' do, twerk it for me
He's asking the girl to dance for him


Now get low, shorty work that back
He's telling the girl to move in a sexy way


Now get low, yeah just like that
He's enjoying the way the girl is moving


Yeah, they love it when I pop round, doors up, top down
Lloyd Banks likes to ride around showing off his car


Seat back, keep that, motherfuckin' glock round
He has a gun and is ready to use it if needed


Nigga this is my town, my block, my crown
He's the king wherever he goes


My sound, peace to my niggaz on lockdown
He gives a shout out to his friends who are behind bars


They don't really want that, they know we get it poppin'
He knows that nobody wants to mess with him


Six-four droppin', you still window shoppin'
He's driving a 64' Chevy Impala and people are still admiring it


I'm ridin' round rockin', knockin', Rakim
He's listening to old-school hip hop tunes while driving


Slick Rick, Rick James; big stack, big chains
He names other famous musicians, and brags about how much money he has


I'm so sicker, the flow liquor, you're broke nigga
He's better than others, and his rapping is like alcohol that can intoxicate listeners


I toast with ya - if ya got a cup
He's willing to drink with those who can afford alcohol


Hold your fuckin' bottle up, I really want a model but
He wants an attractive woman, but he drinks instead


You can get behind the truck, if you swallow nut
He's offering a ride to women, but he won't have sex with them unless they perform oral sex


I'm just playin', unless you goin' do it
He's joking unless a woman really wants to perform oral sex with him


You put your back into it, the rest is all fluid
If a woman does perform oral sex, things will go smoothly


Don't pull that thing out unless you gon' use it
He's warning other rappers not to engage in rap battles unless they are ready to go all the way


Ain't nobody bleedin', I guess it's all music
He's never actually seeing people get physically hurt in rap battles; they're just trading rhymes


Shawty the kush still burnin', Aston Martin wheel turnin'
Young Buck is driving his expensive car while smoking weed


Higher than Mount Vernon, the passenger she German
He's very high from smoking and he has a woman from Germany riding with him


Bottles is still poppin', clubs is still rockin'
People are still celebrating and partying with Young Buck


Feds is still watchin', but fiends is still shoppin'
Even though the police keep watching him, drug addicts are still buying from him


I got vitamin water money like I signed a deal
He's rich like he signed a big contract for music, but he's actually making money from a stake in Vitamin Water


How would you feel if you niggaz just got 400 mil' (like me)
Other rappers should feel envious since he's making hundreds of millions


My bad bitch do her thang in her Vera Wang
He has a woman who is well-dressed in a Vera Wang outfit


She let me have a brain, I let her wear my chain
She gave him oral sex and he let her wear his expensive jewelry




Lyrics Β© Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: MARVIN BERNARD, DAVID DARNELL BROWN, CHRISTOPHER CHARLES LLOYD, DAMIEN TAYLOR, CURTIS JAMES JACKSON

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Comments from YouTube:

@psyjinx

Man, I used to thug to this on the bus going to school in the morning. Got me ready for my school day.

@TharsanJeyachandran

wtf this the music for the strip clubs

@tkaali6866

Same lolπŸ˜†
I was playing Lloyd banks rotten apple more than the others

@mrbogdan441

50 Cent comes up with the best hooks ever

@frightNsawsome

The mighty mighty unit

@TharsanJeyachandran

back when clubs played gangsta rap on the regular.

@TharsanJeyachandran

one of the last dope projects from mainstream gangsta rappers.

@kaanerdem2822

Beat is gold, its my test song on Every earbuds i buy

@TharsanJeyachandran

easily one of the best albums of 2008.

@Yoking3000

Red Coupe switchin lanes, top down, party frame
Diamond rangs, diamond chains, diamonds on e'rythang
Mo' flows, mo' dough, money come, money go
New straps, new clip, stack chips, don't trip

50s flow is FlawlessπŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯

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